Credits Director: Alex Bortz Producer: Louis Moreschi, Dylan Underhill EP [SHOTCLOCK]: Harrison Corwin DP: Brian Beckwith Editor: Dell Nie Production Company: SHOTCLOCK
#Y2K #JPEGMAFIA #DIRTY2K, JPEGMAFIA - DIRT (Official Audio)Y2K2022-10-28 | Official Audio for “DIRT” by Y2K & JPEGMAFIA
http://vevo.ly/dKgzoGY2K, bbno$ - Wawawa (Official Audio)Y2K2022-07-18 | Music video by Y2K, bbno$ performing Wawawa (Official Audio). (C) 2022 Columbia Records, a Division of Sony Music Entertainment
http://vevo.ly/UO64PmY2K - Go Dumb (Official Audio Visualizer)Y2K2020-04-17 | Listen to Y2K’s new song “Go Dumb” ft. blackbear, The Kid Laroi & Bankrol Hayden: y2k.lnk.to/godumbay
Yeah My knees is hurt, cause I can’t stand you bitches I see right through you hos, I got that tunnel vision I bought a brand new rug, it cost me five whole digits I spilled two pints and threw it out all good I sell it I don’t sip it Can’t remember the last time I was dressed like oh no no I hit up y2k I don’t fuck with my plug no more Y’all run like Windows 95 your heart is Microsoft And no I won’t buy you a rollie girl you tick me off
I’m all like listen girl, my brain is small as fuck But I got a lot of bread, my pockets really dumb I’m all like listen girl, I’m really tryna fuck I don’t wanna play these games, I just wanna go dumb Go Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I‘m just tryna go so stupid I don’t need the convolution I wanna go dumb, go dumb It’s not that deep I do not need this damn confusion
Bankrol Hayden:
Yeah I said what’s up my name is Bankrol I was broke ain’t have no cable Now she dancing for my payroll Come on stage she grab my ankle Love her body and her angles Two door shotty strap in the party, shorty I’m sorry Cause I cannot fuck on my brothers bitch These days and these hoes on some other shit Can’t cuff her cause I got another bitch Can’t fuck her til I got a rubber bitch
Put that on my brother my brother my brother but then he got switched for a bitch And she call me dumb so she give me brain and I feel smart as shit
Blackbear:
I’m all like listen girl, my brain is small as fuck But I got a lot of bread, my pockets really dumb I’m all like listen girl, I’m really tryna fuck I don’t wanna play these games, I just wanna go dumb Go Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I‘m just tryna go so stupid I don’t need the convolution I wanna go dumb, go dumb It’s not that deep I do not need this damn confusion
The Kid LAROI:
I’m confused, what you want me to do Bitch don’t tell me that you love me we both know that isn’t true You say I got all these hoes but I know you got others too I’ll be right here on my own until you come tell me the truth
Conversations in my head Thinkin bout what I should’ve said And I know you’re still around But oh girl took me a day And I know you sit at night When you’re alone and you’re in your bed Thinkin bout just what we could’ve been
Blackbear:
I don’t wanna play these games, I just wanna go dumb Go Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I‘m just tryna go so stupid I don’t need the convolution I wanna go dumb, go dumb It’s not that deep I do not need this damn confusion I wanna go dumb, dumb, dumb I‘m just tryna go so stupid I don’t need the convolution I wanna go dumb, go dumb It’s not that deep I do not need this damn confusion
#Y2K #GoDumbY2K, bbno$ - Lalala (Oliver Heldens Remix - Official Audio)Y2K2019-11-08 | lalala oliver heldens remix
Director: Alex Bortz Creative Director: Morgan Freed Producer: Lara Mendizza DP: Wojciech Kielar Production Designer: Sean Genrich Editor: Jon Ryan Colorist: Jacob McKee
Lyrics:
Did I really just forget that melody? Naw, na, na, banananananana Alright, dada dadadada
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing like lalala, lalala I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing like lalala, lalala How I stride like that
Amex, no cap, eight hundred score They wonder how, how I guap like that I rap my lyrics when I perform They wonder how, how I stride like that Married to the grind, I brought my ring I'm corny, but your girly want the dick Modest with my jewels, but check the bank Finally got the money, say my thanks
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing like lalala, lalala I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing like lalala, lalala How I stride like that
Haha, I'm at the bank again They wonder how, how I guap like that Pink whip with flames all on the side They wonder how, how I stride like that Got that Gucci on my body, now she tryna pipe me, woo Popped a Lucy Loosey Goosey, sussy boy, I keep you cool Got the paper, went to school Be careful who you callin' a fool Ayy, ha, ayy
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw Ran out the door I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing like lalala, lalala I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha I got your bitch singing like lalala, lalala How I stride like that