Aye
Aye, Aye
Turn my vocals up a lil bit
(Woah woah woah)
Volume knob right...
(Yeah I'ma)
Right, yeah yeah yeah
Aye aye
Ight that's good that's good
Aye
Oh you ain't know I stay spitting like a nigga with a dumb cold
When I come out the booth, you peep gun smoke
That's a body
She wan' bust it down for me, no Juliani
Got hit with the water, I call her Tsunami
Bitch, I suggest do not try me
Wake up and you see more poles than in Follies
I'm bout my hustle, that's T.I. and Tiny
Bitch, I just black then I'm out like I'm Miley
I'm dope, I'm talking bricks like them old ass cell phones
Stop me, nigga Hell no (Nah)
Worried father, how a nigga raising Hell slow
Yeah they front like I ain't nice then they double back like
"Damn he got a swell flow"
Came new, still a lil old school like your Shell Toes
It's get rich or die trying but if shit ain't working its get the strap like Velcro, nigga
I was thinking
Boy it's up to you if you swim or sink in
Gettin' money, can't stop cause the feeling's addicting
Not until its five bil', I ain't talking Lincoln
(Why five?) Why not
Figured I'ma make some figures off of thoughts I jot
I done pulled his main chick off of songs I've dropped
Then a thong got dropped, shit
Finna have the game all on lock
Nigga, you don't know bout the shit that I been through
Bet you would fold, my life it ain't simple, no
Aye, I still thug it out
Can't be stuck, Me I'm gon' figure something out
Hit the top and my team I dont come without
Young Teeko, I'ma make them know something bout
Think he f*ckin with me, must be buggin' out
I be dumbing out
Yeah I'm a young
Nigga bout these bank rolls cause you know I need me some
Nigga, we smoke L.A. but its N.Y where we from
We ain't stopping
My niggas soon popping, we go dumb
Nigga, we go dumb
Nigga, we go
Teeko said let's go Harry Lloyd
Rolling out a big bag of noise
Going dumb
Facin facials til my face feel numb
Tell you what im really bout, pesos
Ima stack some money bricks like Legos
We letting go of some fuego, yeah
She gon' pull up if I say so, uh
Booty is softer than play dough (Lord) (Soft)
You could just call me estupido (Okay)
Goin' dumb every time in el studio (Right)
Truly though
Chasing the smoke with Don Julio (Mhmm)
That shit affecting my brain, yeah
I think I'm goin insane (Crazy)
I'm tryna ice out the chain
No cappin, a force with this rapping shit
Leave the booth leaning like Activis
I go Homer Simpson dumb
Nigga Peter Griffin, but I don't beef with chicken
Go brain dead dumb til we eatin' different
These metaphors is what gon' speak existence
This that Kelly Bundy stupid
Let my little shine, a gift from God, like "Nigga won't he do it!" (Lord, Jesus)
The furthest from smart, and Teeko dumber
Still nobody's fool like Tika Sumpter
My son gon heat up the summer (Right)
She said she wanna come and give me the biggest truck
I believe that's a hummer
(Still) act up deletin' her number
What do I need above all
(Bank rolls cuz you know I need me some)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm a young
Nigga bout these bank rolls cause you know I need me some
Nigga, we smoke L.A. but its N.Y where we from
We ain't stopping
My niggas soon popping, we go dumb
Nigga, we go dumb
Nigga, we go
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Teeko - Go Dumb (feat. Addyell) Lyrics
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Aye
Aye, Aye
Turn my vocals up a lil bit
(Woah woah woah)
Volume knob right...
(Yeah I'ma)
Right, yeah yeah yeah
Aye aye
Ight that's good that's good
Aye
Oh you ain't know I stay spitting like a nigga with a dumb cold
When I come out the booth, you peep gun smoke
That's a body
She wan' bust it down for me, no Juliani
Got hit with the water, I call her Tsunami
Bitch, I suggest do not try me
Wake up and you see more poles than in Follies
I'm bout my hustle, that's T.I. and Tiny
Bitch, I just black then I'm out like I'm Miley
I'm dope, I'm talking bricks like them old ass cell phones
Stop me, nigga Hell no (Nah)
Worried father, how a nigga raising Hell slow
Yeah they front like I ain't nice then they double back like
"Damn he got a swell flow"
Came new, still a lil old school like your Shell Toes
It's get rich or die trying but if shit ain't working its get the strap like Velcro, nigga
I was thinking
Boy it's up to you if you swim or sink in
Gettin' money, can't stop cause the feeling's addicting
Not until its five bil', I ain't talking Lincoln
(Why five?) Why not
Figured I'ma make some figures off of thoughts I jot
I done pulled his main chick off of songs I've dropped
Then a thong got dropped, shit
Finna have the game all on lock
Nigga, you don't know bout the shit that I been through
Bet you would fold, my life it ain't simple, no
Aye, I still thug it out
Can't be stuck, Me I'm gon' figure something out
Hit the top and my team I dont come without
Young Teeko, I'ma make them know something bout
Think he f*ckin with me, must be buggin' out
I be dumbing out
Yeah I'm a young
Nigga bout these bank rolls cause you know I need me some
Nigga, we smoke L.A. but its N.Y where we from
We ain't stopping
My niggas soon popping, we go dumb
Nigga, we go dumb
Nigga, we go
Teeko said let's go Harry Lloyd
Rolling out a big bag of noise
Going dumb
Facin facials til my face feel numb
Tell you what im really bout, pesos
Ima stack some money bricks like Legos
We letting go of some fuego, yeah
She gon' pull up if I say so, uh
Booty is softer than play dough (Lord) (Soft)
You could just call me estupido (Okay)
Goin' dumb every time in el studio (Right)
Truly though
Chasing the smoke with Don Julio (Mhmm)
That shit affecting my brain, yeah
I think I'm goin insane (Crazy)
I'm tryna ice out the chain
No cappin, a force with this rapping shit
Leave the booth leaning like Activis
I go Homer Simpson dumb
Nigga Peter Griffin, but I don't beef with chicken
Go brain dead dumb til we eatin' different
These metaphors is what gon' speak existence
This that Kelly Bundy stupid
Let my little shine, a gift from God, like "Nigga won't he do it!" (Lord, Jesus)
The furthest from smart, and Teeko dumber
Still nobody's fool like Tika Sumpter
My son gon heat up the summer (Right)
She said she wanna come and give me the biggest truck
I believe that's a hummer
(Still) act up deletin' her number
What do I need above all
(Bank rolls cuz you know I need me some)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm a young
Nigga bout these bank rolls cause you know I need me some
Nigga, we smoke L.A. but its N.Y where we from
We ain't stopping
My niggas soon popping, we go dumb
Nigga, we go dumb
Nigga, we go
Aye, Aye
Turn my vocals up a lil bit
(Woah woah woah)
Volume knob right...
(Yeah I'ma)
Right, yeah yeah yeah
Aye aye
Ight that's good that's good
Aye
Oh you ain't know I stay spitting like a nigga with a dumb cold
When I come out the booth, you peep gun smoke
That's a body
She wan' bust it down for me, no Juliani
Got hit with the water, I call her Tsunami
Bitch, I suggest do not try me
Wake up and you see more poles than in Follies
I'm bout my hustle, that's T.I. and Tiny
Bitch, I just black then I'm out like I'm Miley
I'm dope, I'm talking bricks like them old ass cell phones
Stop me, nigga Hell no (Nah)
Worried father, how a nigga raising Hell slow
Yeah they front like I ain't nice then they double back like
"Damn he got a swell flow"
Came new, still a lil old school like your Shell Toes
It's get rich or die trying but if shit ain't working its get the strap like Velcro, nigga
I was thinking
Boy it's up to you if you swim or sink in
Gettin' money, can't stop cause the feeling's addicting
Not until its five bil', I ain't talking Lincoln
(Why five?) Why not
Figured I'ma make some figures off of thoughts I jot
I done pulled his main chick off of songs I've dropped
Then a thong got dropped, shit
Finna have the game all on lock
Nigga, you don't know bout the shit that I been through
Bet you would fold, my life it ain't simple, no
Aye, I still thug it out
Can't be stuck, Me I'm gon' figure something out
Hit the top and my team I dont come without
Young Teeko, I'ma make them know something bout
Think he f*ckin with me, must be buggin' out
I be dumbing out
Yeah I'm a young
Nigga bout these bank rolls cause you know I need me some
Nigga, we smoke L.A. but its N.Y where we from
We ain't stopping
My niggas soon popping, we go dumb
Nigga, we go dumb
Nigga, we go
Teeko said let's go Harry Lloyd
Rolling out a big bag of noise
Going dumb
Facin facials til my face feel numb
Tell you what im really bout, pesos
Ima stack some money bricks like Legos
We letting go of some fuego, yeah
She gon' pull up if I say so, uh
Booty is softer than play dough (Lord) (Soft)
You could just call me estupido (Okay)
Goin' dumb every time in el studio (Right)
Truly though
Chasing the smoke with Don Julio (Mhmm)
That shit affecting my brain, yeah
I think I'm goin insane (Crazy)
I'm tryna ice out the chain
No cappin, a force with this rapping shit
Leave the booth leaning like Activis
I go Homer Simpson dumb
Nigga Peter Griffin, but I don't beef with chicken
Go brain dead dumb til we eatin' different
These metaphors is what gon' speak existence
This that Kelly Bundy stupid
Let my little shine, a gift from God, like "Nigga won't he do it!" (Lord, Jesus)
The furthest from smart, and Teeko dumber
Still nobody's fool like Tika Sumpter
My son gon heat up the summer (Right)
She said she wanna come and give me the biggest truck
I believe that's a hummer
(Still) act up deletin' her number
What do I need above all
(Bank rolls cuz you know I need me some)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah I'm a young
Nigga bout these bank rolls cause you know I need me some
Nigga, we smoke L.A. but its N.Y where we from
We ain't stopping
My niggas soon popping, we go dumb
Nigga, we go dumb
Nigga, we go
Writer: Ariel Daniels, Ivan Scringer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid