Pump 101 Digga D & Still Brickin

[Intro]
Why for Five Guys? Mi nuh nyam Five Guys
Hater, yeah, uh
Come on, uh
Pump 101 (Uh)
C-C-C-C-C-C-C-CGM

[Verse 1: Digga D]
Yo, it's easier to fuck these women with four chains swingin'
Three rings blingin', two straps grippin' (Come on)
One shot out the Glock leave your head back spillin'
Emerald cut diamonds say I'm Pyrex livin' (Bling)
How can I say this in a friendly way?
Before we fuck, bae, I beg you sign this NDA (Come on)
Take you shoppin', what? Louis or the Fendi way?
Or we can stay in Park Lane, not in NPK (Uh)
She wanna snap in the Lamb', but I ain't movin' the whip
Just run downstairs for a Novikov quick (Come on)
Mayfair hotel, I know you're lovin' this shit
Make sure there's bare spit when you're suckin' this (Woo!)
As long as I'm livin' this high life
Still roll around in uptown with my knife
Burger King (What?), 'cause man not nyam Five Guys
Grand power, fill up with some .9 bine

[Chorus: Digga D]
I'll load up the pump
My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz
I'll load up the pump
My opps are neeky and we can't get ****, so we soaked his friends
I'll load up the pump
My line stay ringin', my guys stay chingin', what's the problem, fam?
I'll load up the pump
Every opp left bleedin', so they started teamin' 'cah we smoked their gang
I'll load up the pump