
Pump Ya Brakes Kino Beats (Ft. Lil Quill, Woah Vicky & Yung Mal)
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[Intro]
Trauma Tone
Kino- Kino Beats
Come on
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Packet full of hundred, blue [?] like Nipsey
I’ma lean on them boys when I’m tipsy (Huh)
Running the drop-top lane two-fifty (Drop-top)
Popping your shit like some shit I done did (Huh)
Don’t flinch (Don’t flinch)
Michigan shooter, they straight out the [?] (Michigan shooter)
Ain’t going broke that’s some shit I’m not with (Hell no)
Get wrong, hit you and your kids (Get wrong, [?])
Going crazy (Going crazy)
If the [?] top with the [?] ([?])
Get the bag and in the morning I save it ([?])
Bad, know I’m that nig’ oh she hate it (Hell no)
30, running that Glock when I fade it ([?], huh)
Baguettes in the water like navy (Huh)
Chasing (Huh), them M’s
Play with the bitch, she play with Lil Quill (On God)
Trauma Tone
Kino- Kino Beats
Come on
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Packet full of hundred, blue [?] like Nipsey
I’ma lean on them boys when I’m tipsy (Huh)
Running the drop-top lane two-fifty (Drop-top)
Popping your shit like some shit I done did (Huh)
Don’t flinch (Don’t flinch)
Michigan shooter, they straight out the [?] (Michigan shooter)
Ain’t going broke that’s some shit I’m not with (Hell no)
Get wrong, hit you and your kids (Get wrong, [?])
Going crazy (Going crazy)
If the [?] top with the [?] ([?])
Get the bag and in the morning I save it ([?])
Bad, know I’m that nig’ oh she hate it (Hell no)
30, running that Glock when I fade it ([?], huh)
Baguettes in the water like navy (Huh)
Chasing (Huh), them M’s
Play with the bitch, she play with Lil Quill (On God)
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