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Artiste : DDG
Titre : Pump 4
Comin´ in this motherfucker just
Talkin´ my shit, doin´ whatever, you know
You know I´m one of them, you know I´m one of them
But they don´t wanna say I´m one of them, so

Yeah (Hot)

Put a hundred dollars on pump four
I´m finna ride in a Maybach
In the city, so I gotta stay strapped
I got niggas shootin´ at your wave cap
Back home, them niggas be sayin´, "Me and DDG go way back" (Hm)
You know if you ever waved at me, then I wouldn´t wave back
Why do these keep tryna get into the music? Can I have my fuckin´ wave back?
I fuckin´ hate that, they hatin´ on me because I adapt (Yeah)
To any given situation (Okay), please do not fuck with my patience
I get claustrophobic, the mansion is spacious
I only wear black, but a nigga not racist

Bad bitch with some white toes
I was back in college fuckin´ white hoes
We ain´t takin´ pleas, bitch, we fight those
Got blonde hair like albinos
Rockin´ Balenci´, point it out like I´m buyin´ those
Ain´t payin´ attention, they hatin´ in a different timezone
I´m out in Paris, like nine hours, I´m ahead of you
Got a French bitch tryna suck dick, she eat me up like an edible
I get mad when it´s competition, so if you against me, my nigga, you better lose
If you start beefin´, I´m purposely hittin´ your hoes, but she is not tellin´ you

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)

I gotta switch up the flow, I know rappers be bored when they use the same flow (Yeah)
Why is you cuffin´ that broad? She good with the jaw, I seen her on Bang Bros (Yeah)
I´m switchin´ it up, I´m like Ben 10, bitch, I´m a Libra, I´m 10/10
I be by myself, I don´t need friends, you lil´ niggas won´t blend in (Hm)
You say you know where all the opps at, spin then (Spin)
I know if I don´t make a billion, my kid did
Family tree, they gon´ get to the money, you know we ain´t worried ´bout nothin´ at all

Red carpet, I´m puttin´ it on, you niggas borin´, y´all makin´ me yawn (Shh)
I´m makin´ a song, better be grateful I´m puttin´ you on (Shh)
I´m tryna stay calm, you keep on yappin´, might wake up my son
They know I´m hot as a sauna, sometimes I gotta remind ´em (Ooh)
Fuckin´ your ho in designer (Yeah), she losin´ her marbles, mancala (Damn)
Show me the new season and I promise I got it (Let´s go)
I put it on every day, it´s like the Met Gala

Put a hundred dollars on pump four
I´m finna ride in a Maybach
In the city, so I gotta stay strapped
I got niggas shootin´ at your wave cap

Back home, them niggas be sayin´, "Me and DDG go way back"
You know if you ever waved at me, then I wouldn´t wave back
Why do these keep tryna get into the music? Can I have my fuckin´ wave back?
I fuckin´ hate that, they hatin´ on me because I adapt
To any given situation, please do not fuck with my patience
I get claustrophobic, the mansion is spacious
I only wear black, but a nigga not racist