[Produced by Adrian Per]

[Intro - D-Pryde]
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up
From the North to the Bay
Hol' up, uh

[Hook - D-Pryde]
Slow your roll, lil homie, when you come out
Breakin' necks when I bring a bad one out
I tear it up whether moon or the sun out
Shut the, shut the, shut the fuck up, dumb out

Dumb out
My lil homie, dumb out
Dumb out
My lil homie, dumb out
Dumb out
My lil homie, dumb out

[Verse 1 - D-Pryde]
Fresh out the box
Know I'm 100 from the scalp to socks
Haters still be on my dick like it's mouth to cock
And I ain't even have an album drop
Lil homie, it's me
Working independent, homie get to steppin'
How this kid moving round like he is a legend
Ain't even on the Forbes list
But I just looked up in the mirror like nobody can afford this
She from the burbs living pleasantfully
Got some money but the ass looking ghetto to me
Girl, your friend's a buzzkill, uh-uh and she a loser
Come and hang with the gang and we gon' call that bitch an Uber
Baby, I ain't changed, I've been me for too long
Bad bitches, get up, you've been in your seats for too long
Y'all living in the past, like a teacher too long
Haters mad cause I'm bumping out her speakers too long
[Hook - D-Pryde]

[Verse 2 - Devon Tracy]
Uh, my lil homie dumb out
Too many flows, won't run out
All my chicks rolling stoned with they tongue out
Fuck security if they tell us to put the blunt out
La-di-da-di, we likes to party
Two girls like I'm Archie, man you n***as [?]
Mark ass bitches you a buster, you corny
I'm only twenty but I'm sipping on this 40
Like wassup, like wassup
Your girl, she tryna fuck
Got fire hoes and fire trucks
Runnin' laps, ho, don't let me tie my Chucks
She told her friends how I did it, bet they all wanna do me
She actress on the mattress, I say we all make a movie
Gangster bitch from LBC, she go to sleep with the uzi
And every time that we bang, she spray, we wake up with roomies
She say

[Hook - D-Pryde]