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BROCKHAMPTON – GUMMY Lyrics – Genius
[Instrumental Intro] · [Verse 1: Kevin Abstract] · Bet a hunn they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish · Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my …Source: genius.com
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These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish? Bet a hunn they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car …
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These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish? … And he ’bout 20 and shit? When he let go of that shit? … Nigga, whaaaat? … Nigga, whaaaat?
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BROCKHAMPTON – GUMMY
[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can’t drive it nowhere so I’ll let you niggas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
“That nigga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his shit
He don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and shit? When he let go of that shit?
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me? Shit
That nigga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown up
Ain’t that boy from Texas? He ain’t acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man, that nigga wasn’t awkward
And I know his mama, man, that nigga just a liar”
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Call me King of the Niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said, “Let there be light” on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don’t trust no niggas and I don’t trust no bitch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black fo’-fifth
And a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend
‘Cause I’m a brand new nigga, in a brand new crib
I ain’t sellin’ no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams ’til they put the cam on my face
Now I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chase
I’m in a big-ass truck, I tell ’em, “Get out the way”
I gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my state
Now I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my face
These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish?That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cupMy niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust[Post-Chorus: Merlyn Wood]Cash don’t mean shit, shitCrashed my last Benz, BenzCashed my last check, checkCash don’t mean shit, shitCash don’t mean shit, shitCrashed my last Benz, BenzCashed my last check, checkCash don’t mean shit, shit[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
BROCKHAMPTON – GUMMY Lyrics
“GUMMY” lyrics
[Video Intro – Robert Ontenient:]Me llamo Roberto
Y acabamos de robar un banco
[Kevin Abstract:]These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish?
Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can’t drive it nowhere so I let you niggas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
My niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
That nigga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his shit
He don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and shit, when he let go of that shit
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me? Shit
That nigga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown up
Ain’t that boy from Texas?, He ain’t acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man, that nigga wasn’t awkward
And I know his mama, man, that nigga just a liar
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
[Merlyn Wood:]Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
[Ameer Vann:]Call me king of the niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said let there be light, on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don’t trust no niggas, and I don’t trust no bitch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black fo’-fifth
And a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend
‘Cause I’m a brand new nigga, in a brand new crib
I ain’t sellin’ no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams, ’till they put the cam on my face
Now I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chase
I’m in a big ass truck, I tell ’em get out the way
I gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my state
Now I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my face
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
[Dom McLennon:]How I’m gon’ move at your pace?, I’m busy settin’ the tone
You think we runnin’ together?, I’m in a lane of my own
Don’t got no friends in this game, it’s me and my brothers alone
They thinkin’ that we competing, that shit depletin’ my bones
I don’t need all that energy, they just fuck up my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I’m a martyr
They hate me when I’m myself, I can’t barter with that
You watch us charter these tracks, it’s sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a nigga
In this world I can’t wander, no honor behind the trigger
I could get shot in my back, and they’d tell the world that I fought ’em
“We ain’t taught ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ smarter”
That’s what they sayin’ in private, speaking from that entitlement
We still workin’ for titles and makin’ tidal environments
[Kevin Abstract:]Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
[Matt Champion:]Fuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I’m stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopy
Fuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swervin’ like a donut
Off, off, off, off, swervin’ like a donut
[Kevin Abstract (Joba):]Nigga whaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga whaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga whaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
Nigga whaaaat
Y-Yo
Writer(s): Matthew Champion, Ameer Vann, William Wood, Russell Boring, Jabari Manwarringrring, Romil Hemnani, Clifford Simpson, Isaiah Merriweather, Dominique Simpson
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Lyrics “Gummy” – Brockhampton
These ni*gas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish
Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can’t drive it nowhere so I let you ni*gas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
My ni*gas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
That ni*ga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his shit
He don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and shit, when he let go of that shit
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me shit
That ni*ga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown up
Ain’t that boy from Texas.. he ain’t acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man that ni*ga wasn’t awkward
And I know his mama, man that ni*ga just a liar
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bi*ch
Cashed my last check (check)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cried my last tears, bi*ch
Cashed my last check (check)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Call me king of the ni*gas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said let there be light, on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don’t trust no ni*gas, and I don’t trust no bi*ch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black four-fifth
And a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend
‘Cause I’m a brand new ni*ga, In a brand new crib
I ain’t sellin no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams, ’till they put the cam on my face
Now I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chase
I’m in a big ass truck, I tell ’em get out the way
I gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my state
Now I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my face
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
How I’m gon’ move at your pace, I’m busy settin’ the tone
You think we runnin’ together, I’m in a lane of my own
Don’t got no friends in this game, it’s me and my brothers alone
They thinkin’ that we competing, that shit depletin’ my bones
I don’t need all that energy, they just f*ck up my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I’m a martyr
They hate me when I’m myself, I can’t barter with that
You watch us charter these tracks, it’s sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need peace for my ni*gas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a ni*ga
In this world I can’t wander, no honor behind the trigger
I could get shot in my back, and they’d tell the world that I fought ’em
We ain’t taught ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ smarter
That’s what they sayin’ in private, speaking from that entitlement
We still workin’ for titles, and makin’ tidal environments
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
F*ck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I’m stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopy
F*ck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
F*ck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
F*ck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swervin’ like a donut
Off, off, off, off, swervin’ like a donut
N*gga whaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
N*gga whaaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
N*gga whaaat
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)
N*gga whaaaaat…
BROCKHAMPTON – GUMMY lyrics
[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]Me llamo Roberto
Y acabamos de robar un banco
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish?
Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can’t drive it nowhere so I’ll let you niggas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
My niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
That nigga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his shit
He don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and shit? When he let go of that shit?
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me? Shit
That nigga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown up
Ain’t that boy from Texas? He ain’t acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man, that nigga wasn’t awkward
And I know his mama, man, that nigga just a liar
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]Cash don’t mean shit (shit), cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check), cash don’t mean shit (shit)
Cash don’t mean shit (shit), cried my last tears, bitch
Cashed my last check (check), cash don’t mean shit (shit)
[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]Call me king of the niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said, “Let there be light”, on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don’t trust no niggas, and I don’t trust no bitch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black fo’-fifth
And a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend
‘Cause I’m a brand new nigga, in a brand new crib
I ain’t sellin’ no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams, ’til they put the cam on my face
Now I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chase
I’m in a big ass truck, I tell ’em get out the way
I gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my state
Now I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my face
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]How I’m gon’ move at your pace? I’m busy settin’ the tone
You think we runnin’ together? I’m in a lane of my own
Don’t got no friends in this game, it’s me and my brothers alone
They thinkin’ that we competing, that shit depletin’ my bones
I don’t need all that energy, they just fuck up my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I’m a martyr
They hate me when I’m myself, I can’t barter with that
You watch us charter these tracks, it’s sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a nigga
In this world I can’t wander, no honor behind the trigger
I could get shot in my back and they’d tell the world that I fought ’em
“We ain’t taught ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ smarter”
That’s what they sayin’ in private, speaking from that entitlement
We still workin’ for titles and makin’ tidal environments
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
[Bridge: Matt Champion]Fuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I’m stuck on some bud I hit, underground, we can’t compete
Fuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swerving like a doughnut
Off, off, off, off, swerving like a doughnut
[Outro: Kevin Abstract & JOBA]Nigga, whaaaat?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, whaaaat?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, whaaaat?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, whaaaat? Y-yo
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BROCKHAMPTON
GUMMY
[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]These niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish?
Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak Spanish
Keep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yard
I can’t drive it nowhere so I’ll let you niggas take off
Seen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hot
I give that instant re-bop, that replay value go off
That make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cup
My niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bust
“That nigga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his shit
He don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshit
And he ’bout 20 and shit? When he let go of that shit?
He’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me? Shit
That nigga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown up
Ain’t that boy from Texas? He ain’t acting like a soldier
Knew that boy in high school, man, that nigga wasn’t awkward
And I know his mama, man, that nigga just a liar”
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
[Post-Chorus: Merlyn Wood]Cash don’t mean shit, shit
Crashed my last Benz, Benz
Cashed my last check, check
Cash don’t mean shit, shit
Cash don’t mean shit, shit
Crashed my last Benz, Benz
Cashed my last check, check
Cash don’t mean shit, shit
[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]Call me King of the Niggas, I need a crown made of thorns
God said, “Let there be light” on the day I was born
Step off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stage
I just left in a whip, all I need is a chain
I don’t trust no niggas and I don’t trust no bitch
‘Cause people talk too much, I bought a black fo’-fifth
And a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend
‘Cause I’m a brand new nigga, in a brand new crib
I ain’t sellin’ no more, but got my hand in the zip
Whitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fame
I used to deal with the grams ’til they put the cam on my face
Now I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chase
I’m in a big-ass truck, I tell ’em, “Get out the way”
I gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my state
Now I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my face
I got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can face
[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]How I’m gon’ move at your pace? I’m busy settin’ the tone
You think we runnin’ together? I’m in a lane of my own
Don’t got no friends in this game, it’s me and my brothers alone
They thinkin’ that we competing, that shit depletin’ my bones
I don’t need all that energy, they just fuck up my chakras
I put my heart in a locker, they love me when I’m a martyr
They hate me when I’m myself, I can’t barter with that
You watch us charter these tracks, it’s sticking like tartar and plaque
I need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicopters
I need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctors
I like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a nigga
In this world I can’t wander, no honor behind the trigger
I could get shot in my back and they’d tell the world that I fought ’em
“We ain’t taught ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ smarter”
That’s what they sayin’ in private, speaking from that entitlement
We still workin’ for titles and makin’ tidal environments
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
Cash don’t last, my friends will ride with me
Keep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousine
When the guns go pow, won’t bother us again
I don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing me
[Bridge: Matt Champion]Fuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousine
I’m stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopy
Fuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me down
Fuck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit now
Up like a money shot, swerve into the sunset
Me and all my boys jet, swerving like a doughnut
Off, off, off, off, swerving like a doughnut
[Outro: Kevin Abstract & JOBA]Nigga, what?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, what?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, what?
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
Nigga, what? Y-yo
BROCKHAMPTON GUMMY Lyrics, GUMMY Lyrics
Me llamo RobertoY acabamos de robar un bancoThese niggas take me for granted, what would hap’ if I vanish?Bet a hunnid they’d panic, my shooters only speak SpanishKeep my heart with my dogs, keep my car in the yardI can’t drive it nowhere so I let you niggas take offSeen the shit that they drop, that shit not instantly hotI give that instant re-bop, that replay value go offThat make my value go up, I keep that bow in my cupMy niggas rolling, got that going with a thousand to bustThat nigga Kevin can’t rap, he too sappy with his shitHe don’t rep me with his shit, he on that teenage bullshitAnd he ’bout 20 and shit, when he let go of that shitHe’ll prolly be a little colder, y’all agree with me? ShitThat nigga need to act his age, he ain’t acting like a grown upAin’t that boy from Texas?, He ain’t acting like a soldierKnew that boy in high school, man, that nigga wasn’t awkwardAnd I know his mama, man, that nigga just a liarCash don’t last, my friends will ride with meKeep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousineWhen the guns go pow, won’t bother us againI don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing meCash don’t mean shit (shit)Cried my last tears, bitchCashed my last check (check)Cash don’t mean shit (shit)Cash don’t mean shit (shit)Cried my last tears, bitchCashed my last check (check)Cash don’t mean shit (shit)Call me king of the niggas, I need a crown made of thornsGod said let there be light, on the day I was bornStep off the ship with the slaves, then I go hit the stageI just left in a whip, all I need is a chainI don’t trust no niggas, and I don’t trust no bitch’Cause people talk too much, I bought a black fo’-fifthAnd a brand new clip, that’s my new best friend’Cause I’m a brand new nigga, in a brand new cribI ain’t sellin’ no more, but got my hand in the zipWhitey gave me the check, I ain’t ask for the fameI used to deal with the grams, ’till they put the cam on my faceNow I’m evading the law, I’m on a high-speed chaseI’m in a big ass truck, I tell ’em get out the wayI gotta couple of warrants, so I’m leaving my stateNow I’m in Cali today, with the sun on my faceI got a bag of the gas, and a blunt I can faceHow I’m gon’ move at your pace?, I’m busy settin’ the toneYou think we runnin’ together?, I’m in a lane of my ownDon’t got no friends in this game, it’s me and my brothers aloneThey thinkin’ that we competing, that shit depletin’ my bonesI don’t need all that energy, they just fuck up my chakrasI put my heart in a locker, they love me when I’m a martyrThey hate me when I’m myself, I can’t barter with thatYou watch us charter these tracks, it’s sticking like tartar and plaqueI need a parlour of plaques, need lobsters and helicoptersI need peace for my niggas, need darker skin for all my doctorsI like to speak like a scholar, like to think like a niggaIn this world I can’t wander, no honor behind the triggerI could get shot in my back, and they’d tell the world that I fought ’em”We ain’t taught ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ smarter”That’s what they sayin’ in private, speaking from that entitlementWe still workin’ for titles and makin’ tidal environmentsCash don’t last, my friends will ride with meKeep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousineWhen the guns go pow, won’t bother us againI don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing meCash don’t last, my friends will ride with meKeep ’em in my bag, we robbed a limousineWhen the guns go pow, won’t bother us againI don’t wanna do it but they keep on pushing meFuck, put ya ante up, riding in the limousineI’m stuck on some bud I hit, under concrete canopyFuck all this energy, you just wanna bring me downFuck all your energy, you just wanna bring me downFuck, put the windows up, blowin’ past the exit nowUp like a money shot, swerve into the sunsetMe and all my boys jet, swervin’ like a donutOff, off, off, off, swervin’ like a donutNigga whaaaat(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)Nigga whaaaat(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)Nigga whaaaat(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, if you want to)Nigga whaaaatY-Yo
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