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letra de pump 4 - ddg

[intro]
comin’ in this motherf-cker just
talkin’ my sh-t, 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)

[chorus]
put a hundred dollars on pump four
i’m finna ride in a maybach
in the city, so i gotta stay strapped
i got n-ggas shootin’ at your wave cap
back home, them n-ggas 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 f-ckin’ wave back?
i f-ckin’ hate that, they hatin’ on me because i adapt (yeah)
to any given situation (okay), please do not f-ck with my patience
i get claustrophobic, the mansion is sp-cious
i only wear black, but a n-gga not racist

[verse 1]
bad b-tch with some white toes
i was back in college f-ckin’ white hoes
we ain’t takin’ pleas, b-tch, 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 b-tch tryna suck d-ck, she eat me up like an edible
i get mad when it’s competition, so if you against me, my n-gga, you better lose
if you start beefin’, i’m purposely hittin’ your hoes, but she is not tellin’ you
[interlude]
yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah)

[verse 2]
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, b-tch, i’m a libra, i’m 10/10
i be by myself, i don’t need friends, you lil’ n-ggas 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 n-ggas 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)
f-ckin’ your ho in designer (yeah), she losin’ her marbles, mancala (d-mn)
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

[chorus]
put a hundred dollars on pump four
i’m finna ride in a maybach
in the city, so i gotta stay strapped
i got n-ggas shootin’ at your wave cap
back home, them n-ggas 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 f-ckin’ wave back?
i f-ckin’ hate that, they hatin’ on me because i adapt
to any given situation, please do not f-ck with my patience
i get claustrophobic, the mansion is sp-cious
i only wear black, but a n-gga not racist

- ddg

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