
Pump Rock Lil Pump
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[Intro]
(CB on the beat)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah (Yeah), ayy
[Chorus]
Pump rock shit (Yeah)
Slit my wrists (Slit)
Fuck that bitch (Uh)
Drop-top whips (Uh, yeah)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Go)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Go)
Pump rock shit (Yeah)
Slit my wrists (Slit)
Fuck that bitch (Uh)
Drop-top whips (Woah, yeah)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Go)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Woah)
[Verse]
I got rich off this mumblin' shit (Yeah)
We got sticks, Harriet Tubman, lil' bitch (Baow, baow)
My homie locked for life, but he ain't tellin' on shit (No way)
When I was 15, I hit my first lick
Punchin' holes in the wall (Wall)
Fuckin' bitches raw dog
Throwin' apples at my mom
I don't sip no fuckin' Par
We ain't goin' forth and back (Uh)
Off a Perc [?] (Ooh)
Since 1985, yeah, my grandma been on crack, yeah
Mama told me "Don't go to school on a Percocet"
Like Juice WRLD, seventy pounds on the private jet
I was in a purple Wraith ridin' with two bricks of meth
Uh, I shot him in the arm but it hit his neck (Ayy)
(CB on the beat)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah (Yeah), ayy
[Chorus]
Pump rock shit (Yeah)
Slit my wrists (Slit)
Fuck that bitch (Uh)
Drop-top whips (Uh, yeah)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Go)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Go)
Pump rock shit (Yeah)
Slit my wrists (Slit)
Fuck that bitch (Uh)
Drop-top whips (Woah, yeah)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Go)
Go (Go), go (Yeah), go (Woah)
[Verse]
I got rich off this mumblin' shit (Yeah)
We got sticks, Harriet Tubman, lil' bitch (Baow, baow)
My homie locked for life, but he ain't tellin' on shit (No way)
When I was 15, I hit my first lick
Punchin' holes in the wall (Wall)
Fuckin' bitches raw dog
Throwin' apples at my mom
I don't sip no fuckin' Par
We ain't goin' forth and back (Uh)
Off a Perc [?] (Ooh)
Since 1985, yeah, my grandma been on crack, yeah
Mama told me "Don't go to school on a Percocet"
Like Juice WRLD, seventy pounds on the private jet
I was in a purple Wraith ridin' with two bricks of meth
Uh, I shot him in the arm but it hit his neck (Ayy)
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