letra de fist pump - johnny apollo
[intro]
yeah
yeah
hey
(2-17 on the track, man)
yeah, yeah
[pre-chorus]
pull up, that’s a knockout (yeah)
rock out with my glock out (yeah)
all these hoes wan’ flock out (uh)
i done brought the block out (oh yeah)
oh, i spat for nothin’ (woo)
i can tell you’re bluffin’ (yeah)
she gave me the suction (woo)
all my devils bustin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, yeah
[verse 1]
my b-tch thick like serena, i gave her that beater
pull up, drop-top beamer, she know i’m just cleaner
told that b-tch, “no flackin’,” i just do it ‘mazing
ask her who her favorite’s, i’m her favorite flavor
it ain’t up for discussion (yeah)
if she bad or what (yeah)
hoodrat, sit with my friends (my friends)
always up to somethin’ (yee)
i’m gettin’, i’m thumbin’ them bands (them bands)
trappin’ them things, i’m buggin’ (buggin’)
i’m good, don’t come in my lane (my lane)
give me that ball, i’m dunkin’ (yeah)
fist pump, spin back ’round, i missed him
snipe that n-gga, don’t get stuck
shoot a forty, i’ma hit him like pistol
play the part, my shooter don’t miss nothin’
john wick in this b-tch, i tricked him
that’s your main b-tch in a threesome
n-gga got beef, we can meet, huh
[pre-chorus]
pull up, that’s a knockout (yeah)
rock out with my glock out (yeah)
all these hoes wan’ flock out (uh)
i done brought the block out (oh yeah)
oh, i spat for nothin’ (woo)
i can tell you’re bluffin’ (yeah)
she gave me the suction (woo)
all my devils bustin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, yeah
[verse 2]
chopper gon’ flip, i can’t miss, i’m shotgun in the whip
your main b-tch drive the stick, if she trip, leave that b-tch
sorry, b-tch, i don’t know, askin’ questions, plead the fifth
popped a shroom, take a trip, diamonds yellow, look like p-ss
i remember i was broke, now i’m up with the flip
go to sleep with the money, wakin’ up with a zip
i’m on fire, know your worth, run it up, i ain’t scared
n-ggas hate from the side, but they never say a word
[pre-chorus]
pull up, that’s a knockout (yeah)
rock out with my glock out (yeah)
all these hoes wan’ flock out (uh)
i done brought the block out (oh yeah)
oh, i spat for nothin’ (woo)
i can tell you’re bluffin’ (yeah)
she gave me the suction (woo)
all my devils bustin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, fist pump
fist pump, fist pump, fist pump, yeah
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