Pump 101 (Explicit)

Pump 101 (Explicit) - Digga D/Still Brickin'

Lyrics by：Digga D/Still Brickin'

Composed by：Digga D/Still Brickin'

Why for five Guys

Mi nuh nyam five Guys

Hater yeah uh

Come on uh

Pump 101

Uh

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Yo it's easier to f**k 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 diamond say I'm pyrex living

Bling

How can I say this in a friendly way

Before we f**k bae I beg you sign this NDA

Come on

Take you shopping 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 s**t

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 don't nyam five Guys

Grand power will fill it up with some nine-nine

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 J1 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 teaming cah we smoked their gang

I'll load up the pump

Peski told me Wake up to reality

Can't lie I was sittin' there mad at 'em

Man was vexed

Just imagine me 44s got these pussios panickin'

Makin' yutes bank food now they're traffickin'

Bank that

I know it's embarrassing tryna get s**t across the border

Hella yutes all takin' mans orders

That's a fact

Look I wear a clock and that life's gettin' shorter

I could wig a man in front of his daughter

Bap bap

I know you're probably surprised real s**t I ain't tellin' no lies

Real killers that I got on me side

Some spillers

JP never let s**t slide

So twenty years he gotta do inside

Free him up

All down to ride Little cheffed ****up and he died

Get him out the country wallahi I tried

Wallahi

On these streets man don't care about size

I caught a ****all because of me pride

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 J1 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 teaming cah we smoked their gang

I'll load up the pump