Lirik Lagu Dum, Dum and Dumber - Lii Baby, Young Thung and Future

Yeah
Brr, brr, ski
Ayy, say gang

[Future]

Pour it on thick like syrup
Elevator pad at the crib
Shopping bags all on the floor
Never seen me twice with a ho

Backyard vibes by the ocean
Driveway look like a car show
Three hundred-fifty million, I'm the G.O.A.T. 

Custom leather Pucci on the door
Fifty birds of dog on my wrist
Cocaine jumpin' off my bitch
Thirty-two shots with the glitch

Talkin' Vicks, then we talkin' Chris
Micro mini' with a beam
Puttin' the side hoes in Celine
Geekin' off the millions like a bean

Push a button and make your mama grieve
Eat it up, she workin' for a boss
Out the country, livin' like a boss
Princess-cut and showin' all the flaws

Graduated, cookin' up the raw
Pushin' skateboard, Tony Hawk
Crankin' up the car when I talk
Alligator, Hermès stuff

Dropped a million dollars on a truck
Codeine bottles, they for us
Put them legal sticks on the bus
Opp tour, straight to pent'

Three bad bitches gettin' hit
Solitaires made the eyes squint
Smell the dirty money through the vents
House full of dead presidents

[Lil Baby, Young Thug & Future]

Wham
Spider
Ayy, say gang

(PKL/Fidyawati Radjak)