Hard Rock Lil Pump

[Intro]
Yeah, Lil Pump
Red ain't dead
I'ma shoot your grandma in the leg
Oh my God, Ronny

[Chorus]
Double cup muddy, muddy (Yeah)
Chain real sunny, sunny (Woah)
My bitch real slutty, slutty (Yeah)
Pourin' up red, real bloody (Ooh)
Pull up to your crib with a ski mask (Yeah)
FN on my hip go beep-bop (Beep-bap)
Dolce bag cost me like three racks (Three racks)
In a Hard Rock with my heat packed (Yeah)
Double cup muddy, muddy (Ooh)
Chain real sunny, sunny (Brr)
My bitch real slutty, slutty (Yeah)
Pourin' up red, real bloody (Aye)
Pull up to your crib with a ski mask (Woah)
FN on my hip go beep-bop (Beep-bap)
Dolce bag cost me like three racks (Three racks)
In a Hard Rock with my heat packed (Yeah)

[Verse]
Yeah (Yeah)
I'm way too rich to go to the mall (On God)
I got a stylist, he bringin' it all (Yeah)
Dior on my robe all the way to my draws (Ooh, ooh), bitch
Hmm, yeah-yeah (Woah)
Bought a new Rari, I don't do Corvettes (No way)
Four in the morning, call her up for some neck (Yeah)
I don't trust bitches, only trust my TEC (Bitch)
Pack touch down through FedEx (Woah)
Why you with a hoe that got an egg head? (Why?)
I'ma knock a nigga out his moped (Bow)
Grandma sellin' ketamine in Oakland (Damn)
Glock 45, MAC-10's what I'm totin' (Woah)
Ashy ass bitch, go give her some lotion (Here)
Walked in this bitch with two explosives (Woah, yeah)
You the type of nigga shoot a school up like Joseph (Woah, Joseph)