Music Video

Featured In

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zak North
Zak North
Songwriter
Shaquille Jefferson
Shaquille Jefferson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hit me on my line say you done with me Your best friend wants to have fun with me Tell your new nigga I got that thun with me All my niggas got bands and bust that drum with me Hold up, R U Dumb Got to hold this L if you ain't the one My whole gang strapped in Miami And we don't give no fucks R U Dumb Dropping single after single I should call this shit a double Every woman think I'm cupid but you know I do not shuffle Stacking up my chips I can see da feathers Ruffle Women dance for me in threes but my name ain't Russell I seen hawks moving before I started talking Set my uncle up, that's a dead man walking Sherriff hit the line and said please let him go That's a DEA agent, boy your covers blown But it wasn't in vain, my blood is carrying hustle My daddy passed down the hustle who you think taught my uncles I legitimized this shit and made it pop Who thought we would see the day when Rap became Pop I rock McCartney like I'm playing in the Beatles She love you but let me hit so how the fuck we equals From me to you, you better take her to the cathedral You ain't never going to find another one who eat it how she eat it Yellow Submarine, yeah she popped one Got in her feels then she told me I am not the one She fell back but I ain't drop one tear for her Listened to my shit and said baby boy, You Got One Bitch, I know Hold up, R U Dumb Got to hold this L if you ain't the one My whole gang strapped in Miami And we don't give no fucks R U Dumb Hold up Zak, is they dumb Put him in Olympics because that boy we made him run Go buy another bitch because my last one said she done And we turned up all night until we see the fucking sun Damn, Hold on Shaq, is you dumb Riding with them Glocks and them 40's and them drums Say they want some smoke, we going to burn it in our lungs Shot him in the chest made his fucking heart pump Haha! Baby you too regular, can't fit in my schedule Looking for your best friend, yeah I just been texting her Stretching her, flexing her, water slide been wetting her I don't chase the hoes because why, I be catching them Hit me on my line say you done with me Your best friend wants to have fun with me Tell your new nigga I got that thun with me All my niggas got bands and bust that drum with me Hold up, R U Dumb Got to hold this L if you ain't the one My whole gang strapped in Miami And we don't give no fucks R U Dumb
Writer(s): Zak North Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Get up to 2 months free of Apple Music
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out