Текст песни Dumb Shit - Eric Reprid
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bae,
run
away,
don't
go
I'm
in
hell,
might
as
well,
just
go
Losin'
track,
don't
take,
my
soul
I'm
in
first,
you
too
late,
you
slow
Yeah
Hop
outside
the
whip
and
then
yo'
skin
gon'
freeze
All
the
other
guys
ain't
really
built
like
me
They
got
janky
motives,
don't
know
what
they
want
They
keep
blowing
smoke
but
I
keep
it
blunt
Got
these
blue
faces
on
my
plate,
I
cake
it
up,
yeah
Brand
new
sweater
goin'
with
the
ones,
don't
lace
'em
up,
nah
Had
to
hit
her
up
like,
"What
you
doin'
with
that
dud
now?"
You
know
that
I'd
do
you
right,
could
never
go
and
dub
ya
I
been
losin'
sleep
over
dumb
shit
Met
her
at
the
function
but
I
couldn't
go
function
Mobbin'
with
my
bro's,
had
to
get
up
on
some
grown
shit
You
ain't
'bout
yo'
paper,
then
don't
call
up
on
my
phone,
bitch
I,
had
to
put
my
pride
to
the
side
I
know
that
the
timin'
ain't
right
Come
back
when
you
make
up
yo'
mind
Yeah
Took
my
focus
and
I
put
it
on
the
cash
Me
and
my
bruddas
wake
up
everyday
to
go
and
chase
the
bag
It's
a
cold
damn
hell
when
I'm
in
my
fuckin'
head
(yeah)
All
that
shit
don't
help,
want
this
random
out
my
bed,
yeah
Got
these
blue
faces
on
my
plate,
I
cake
it
up,
yeah
Brand
new
sweater
goin'
with
the
ones,
don't
lace
'em
up,
nah
Had
to
hit
her
up
like,
"What
you
doin'
with
that
dud
now?"
You
know
that
I'd
do
you
right,
could
never
go
and
dub
ya
I
been
losin'
sleep
over
dumb
shit
Met
her
at
the
function
but
I
couldn't
go
function
Mobbin'
with
my
bro's,
had
to
get
up
on
some
grown
shit
You
ain't
'bout
yo'
paper
then
don't
call
up
on
my
phone,
bitch

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