Rocketboy Nift - Clowns

I got fit for fashion, yea
And this stick gon blast sum, yea
And my rocket blast off, yea yea
I might skin yo ass off, aye aye
Dumb
Dumb, dumb, dumb
Like a bitch dumb
And my shit dumb
Lil nigga tryna run up and that bitch done

Bitch wanna know where I'm at
I got that shit you can't get yet
I'm on yo head like some sweat
Pussy ass niggas get wet up
She tryna fuck me, I Tory that bitch if I feel like this shit a set up

Dumb, dumb
Dumb, dumb, and we go
Dumb, dumb
Dumb, dumb

I got fit for fashion, yea
And this stick gon blast sum, yea
And my rocket blast off, yea yea
I might skin yo ass off, aye aye
Dumb
Dumb, dumb, dumb
Like a bitch dumb
And my shit dumb
Lil nigga tryna run up and that bitch done

Yea, please don't bother me nigga
This ain't Instagram please don't follow me nigga
Learned this on my own you can't scholar me nigga
Brighter than the sun you can't father me nigga
Dummy, real scummy
Even when I'm looking bummy I'm making money
Wanted babies in, but I put em on her tummy
Head above the clouds, where I'm at it's always Sunny

I got fit for fashion, yea
And this stick gon blast sum, yea
And my rocket blast off, yea yea
I might skin yo ass off, aye aye
Dumb
Dumb, dumb, dumb
Like a bitch dumb
And my shit dumb
Lil nigga tryna run up and that bitch done

Written by:
Tarence King

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