Can't troll me, lil nigga you ain't got no rank
That bitch eatin' dick fareal, nigga you ain't got no saint
Boy I ain't yo opp, you tryna crash cause you ain't got no name
Ain't gotta get back
So get trolled if you is not no face
Give a fuck if you"on go" fareal, you can't stop no K
I be tryna find out when these lil niggas got so laced
Seen me out & ain't do shit but talk, boy you is not no ape
You is not no tweak, cause if you was
You would've dropped yo nuts
They was just fans, so when the fuck these niggas got so cut?
Let this bitch ring, boy I ain't callin' you & not yo bluff
Niggas would've stepped if they was bout it
But they not on nothin
Throw the R through yo shit, make a nigga drop his button
Throw a opp party, I'll have lil gang stop yo function
Let lil bro die & ain't do shit
Boy you is not my cousin
Fuck a drop, Lil Getem tryna drop shots on somethin
Bitch, 300 blackout wit no magic, make a crib go poof
This nigga lyin' through his teeth, I'ma shoot him through his tooth
These niggas keep on dyin' round this bitch for all that movin' loose
Me and bro blicked up, trollin' opps, tryna see who ah hoop
I told him bump, he slid down and lost his mans & his bumper
Fucked the hood up, he told dukes he"ran into somethin"
Brody trippin' in his bitch, he off a Xan & a upper
Actin' like it's smoke, that's how you get yo mans put in somethin
Actin' like he bout it
Till his ass, just another body
Dead man walkin
That nigga ain't nothin' but a zombie
Up up on the score, but still tryna catch another homi
If you scared to blow yo stick then boy keep yo ass from round me
How the fuck is he on that when he don't off shit?
Niggas gotta quit it with all that think they gettin' off shit
Muhfuckas fakin' it for the clout, fareal, we all hip
Borrowin' some shit, the only time they havin"dog" shit
It ain't a nigga with me, soft I be with all pits
You'll see a opp & call in I ain't gon' call shit
All 10, these niggas all talk, that's what I call"bitch"
Think we boxin, get put in a casket with a balled fist
If it's smoke let me know, smoke a nigga like a breeze
Niggas soft when they ain't with they mans, you is not no tweak
Every month we slidin, tryna make them lil niggas grieve
Push up on the R, get yo stupid ass put on a T
Actin' like it's smoke, you'll get yo ass put in a leaf
Soon as they get the cops involved, we coppin' out the beef
Bro said he ain't shootin' out the car, we hoppin' out on feet
They ain't even locked in niggas dyin' for the clout, lowkey
BUMP was written by MIA Ghost.
BUMP was produced by homieshtt.