WUMBO

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Just a couple months back, dumb broke
 Now this M on my belt like it's Wumbo
 Flip a dollar for a stack full of hundos
 You a dumb hoe
 Busy hatin' on me, make you miss your bus home
 My cup runneth over, I ain't takin' just a sip, uh
 Ain't got' run her over, but I hit her with the whip, uh
 Careful with my money, but want diamond's 'hind my lip, uh
 Better watch your tongue or we gon' have to hit a-
 I was just a bobblehead baby out of Castle Point
 Roach legs in my milk like Chips Ahoy
 Used to push carts, but I pushed past that point
 Now I'm like your granddad, I got a bag of coin
 Shawty say I got a bad vibe and a bad side I'm like, isn't that right?
 Throw that backside, get me baptized
 I'm a bad guy, but she hella fine, let's set a time
 All my demons need the exercise, I'll bring the bread and wine
 Now let me help you understand, mom and daddy, hold your hand
 Takin' trips to Disneyland, while I was where you never been
 Live your life, suburban, with financial upper hand
 Talkin' like you understand, you don't know my circumstance
 Ramen noodle budget, rips in my clothes so they judging
 When rent was due, mom was ducking, we never could rake enough in
 And try not to bring it up, yet it snuck in every discussion
 Used to be a touchy subject, just a couple months back
 Dumb broke
 Now this M on my belt like it's Wumbo
 Flip a dollar for a stack full of hundos
 You a dumb hoe
 Busy hatin' on me, make you miss your bus home
 My cup runneth over, I ain't takin' just a sip, uh
 Ain't got' run her over, but I hit her with the whip, uh
 Careful with my money, but want diamond's 'hind my lip, uh
 Better watch your tongue or we gon' have to hit a lick
 Just know if I'm rockin' it, I found it at the thrift
 Wonder how I built my confidence, I stop givin' a shit
 I don't miss, if I'm droppin' it, it's bout to be a hit
 Only time I'll sign a document is when I buy a whip, yeah
 There ain't no fools here, did this shit a full year
 Really, really blue, now my pockets look it too, yeah
 Back up on my bullshit, sorry, ain't no rules here
 You are 42, and I make more than you, yeah
 I'd be mad too, I was workin' fast food
 Not a bill passed due, cause I did what I had to
 Bussin' tables, cleanin' bathrooms, stockin' back rooms
 Y'all were laughin', I was silent and made me some mad moves
 It's like every other day, I spend a couple of racks
 But not on no dumb shit, to double it back
 Fake fans, real mad, lookin' troubled, in fact,
 A young man in his bag, peep the buckle
 Just a couple months back
 Dumb broke
 Now this M on my belt like it's Wumbo
 Flip a dollar for a stack full of hundos
 You a dumb hoe
 Busy hatin' on me, make you miss your bus home
 My cup runneth over, I ain't takin' just a sip, uh
 Ain't got' run her over, but I hit her with the whip, uh
 Careful with my money, but want diamond's 'hind my lip, uh
 Better watch your tongue or we gon' have to hit a lick
 

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Duration
03:09
Key
1
Tempo
104 BPM

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