Digga D & Still Brickin – Pump 101 Lyrics

Wife for five guys, but nuh nyam five guys
Hater, yeah, uh, come on, uh
Pump 101
CGM!

Yo, it’s easier to f?ck these w?men with 4 chains swingin’
Three rings blingin’, two straps grippin’ (Come on)
One shot out the Glock leave your head back spillin’
Emerald cut diamond say I’m Pyrex living (Bling)
How can I say this in a friendly way?
Before we fuck, bae, I beg you sign this NDA
Take you shopping, what, Louis or the Fendi way?
Or we can stay in Park Lane not in NPK
She wanna snap in the Lamb’ but I ain’t moving the whip
Just run downstairs for a Novikov quick
Mayfair hotel, I know you’re loving this shit
Make sure there’s bare spit when you’re sucking this (Woo)
As long as I’m living this high life
Still roll around in uptown with my knife
Burger King, ’cause man don’t nyam Five Guys
Grampo, I fill it up with some 99

(I’ll load up the pump) My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz
(I’ll load up the pump) My opps are neeky and we can’t get **** so we soaked his friends
(I’ll load up the pump) My lines stay ringing, my guys stay chinging, what’s the problem fam?
(I’ll load up the pump) Every opp left bleeding so they started teaming cah we smoked their gang
(I’ll load up the pump)

Peski told me wake up to reality, can’t lie, I was sitting here mad at him
Just imagine me 44’s got these psyos panicking, making yutes bank food, now they’re trafficking
I know it’s embarrassing tryna get shit across the border
Hella yutes all taking man’s orders
Look, I weren’t clockin’ that, life’s getting shorter, I could wig a man in front of his daughter
And you can’t be surprised, real shit, I ain’t telling no lies
Real killers that I got on me side (Soul spillers)
JP never left shit slide, so 20 years he gotta do inside
All down to ride, little chef **** and he died, get him out the country, walahi, I tried (Walahi)
On these streets man don’t care about size, I caught a **** all because of me pride

(I’ll load up the pump) My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz
(I’ll load up the pump) My opps are neeky and we can’t get **** so we soaked his friends
(I’ll load up the pump) My lines stay ringing, my guys stay chinging, what’s the problem fam?
(I’ll load up the pump) Every opp left bleeding so they started teaming cah we smoked their gang
(I’ll load up the pump)
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