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intro (dumb shit) - yung nation lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
well
iyess 2
dearly, departed i’ll leave you where you started
i’m gone eat the p-ssy thats arby’s
nation gang good we never ever be starving
and my house a mother f-cking b-tch like the madison square garden
and my change so cold
all my n-ggas so cold hearted
and all my b-tches love barbies
smoking og barking on charlotte
and i just missed my plane i forgot what time it departed
and ima still run my city if i catch a mother f-cking charlie
agh

[hook:]
dumb sh-t
my trunk kick
my blunt lit
i’m smokin’ n’ drivin’
this dumb sh-t
that shoe gun
automatic
dumb sh-t
choppers down your block
you writing like drum sticks
[dumb sh-t x7]

[verse 2]
all my b-tches so bad but in the bed they have no standards
im blocking hoes like my pipe
you can call me young captain chandlers
these n-ggas call but never get no answer
3 b-tches with me meet a vertigo and a cancer
oh my god im the sh-t
i need a hundred thousand f-cking pampers
and i’m smoking a whole bunch of drugs i keep it wood filed like a camper
i met a bad b-tch across the seas
so the youngin had to go stamp her
black diamonds light, blue shirt i can make her curl comes with the package
smoking piles of the reef sg feel like a commander
and i put this on my family and please dont get slandered
ima a young legend i’m the first i am young deon sanders
4 blunts put together i’m mister expander
im burying all my money and spending it very very very wisely
im always smoking so i guess im always on the rise
you is not a gangster you a mother f-cking meet the skies
i got 2 foreign hoes with me oops
yes im bout to collide

[hook:]
dumb sh-t
my trunk kick
my blunt lit
i’m smokin’ n’ drivin’
this dumb sh-t
that shoe gun
automatic
dumb sh-t
choppers down your block
you writing like drum sticks
[dumb sh-t x7]

[verse 3]
first two im getting revenue
i don’t know what the f-ck these b-tches telling you
im a pimp so to hoes, im selling you
and i barely put hoes in my schedule
smoking on the og of the federal
sipping on lean straight from the medical
falling on you f-ck n-ggas suck my t-st-cl-s
so many carrots in my chain i love my vegetables
smoking presidential kush i’m illegible
and big trash n-ggas not acceptable
and my bank account, so impeccable
barred up like the jail no correctional
i’m in this b-tch aye i’m so incredible
we know to put p-ssy on the pedestal
n-ggas trying to test my nuts but they ain’t testable
im in a foreign wheel im so in gettable

[hook:]
dumb sh-t
my trunk kick
my blunt lit
i’m smokin’ n’ drivin’
this dumb sh-t
that shoe gun
automatic
dumb sh-t
choppers down your block
you writing like drum sticks
[dumb sh-t x7]

- yung nation lyrics

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