K Jay - Dummy

Calling me a dummy
Calling me a dummy huh
Now I got the money
Wanna be my honey huh
I ain't messing with you
Cuz I know you ain't no fun
Don't you call me by name
Billie Jean is not my son

Roll out
Sixty five k yeah it's sold out
Pull up to the party
You don't dance unless you know how
Woah now
Ain't no showing up unless you show out
Now you throw it back
Don't you stop unless
It's blown out

Give it to me baby
Give it to me baby what
How you like me now
Went from coupe to Bentley truck
Wasn't you the one who
Used to tell me that I suck
Now I came to fame
What you think it was luck

Calling me a dummy
Calling me a dummy huh
Now I got the money
Wanna be my honey huh
I ain't messing with you
Cuz I know it ain't no fun
Don't you call me by name
Billie Jean is not my son

Who talk
When it comes to tide
I let the moon talk
Call me Michael Jackson
My girl bad she can moonwalk
Space jam
Got the monstars
Let goons talk
Toons squad
Toons squad
Toons squad
Let it rock
Imma imma
Goofy goober
I don't leave the house
Unless I'm rolling with
My shooters
Day ones it's the same ones
Ain't no hoopla
If you ain't with me
You against you a goomba

Give it to me baby
Give it to me baby what
How you like me now
Went from coupe to Bentley truck
Wasn't you the one who
Used to tell me that I suck
Now I came to fame
What you think it was luck

Calling me a dummy
Calling me a dummy huh
Now I got the money
Wanna be my honey huh
I ain't messing with you
Cuz I know you ain't no fun
Don't you call me by name
Billie Jean is not my son

Blueface
Hundred dollar bills
You a two face
You think we can work
You ain't even worth my shoe lace
I ain't black enough
Girl you white
Who is who's race
When it's time to bolt
Gotta go like I'm usain

Give it to me baby
Give it to me baby what
How you like me now
Went front coupe to Bentley truck
Wasn't you the one who
Used to tell me that I suck
Now I came to fame
What you think it was luck

Calling me a dummy
Calling me a dummy huh
Now I got the money
Wanna be my honey huh
I ain't messing with you
Cuz I know you ain't no fun
Don't you call me by name
Billie Jean is not my son

Dropped out
You ain't got no money
You still pop out
Pull up to the concert
You ain't mine
You the cops now
Now you tatted up
think you tuff
Call em ops now
I'm in my estate
You still burning in the trap house
Claim you in a gang
In Wally World
What a cap wow
Crazy you a senior
Eight semesters of your crap now
Three strikes girl you swung and
Missed who at the bat now
Single all my life every
Girl I know strike out

Give it to me baby
Give it to me baby what
How you like me now
Went front coop to Bentley truck
Wasn't you the one
Who used to tell me that I suck
Now I came to fame
What you think it was luck

Written by:
Kristopher Jackson

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