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BUMP
5,205
Hip-Hop/Rap
BUMP was released on June 9, 2017 by QUESTION EVERYTHING, INC. / EMPIRE as a part of the album SATURATION
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Release DateJune 9, 2017
LabelQUESTION EVERYTHING, INC. / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ameer Vann
Ameer Vann
Vocals
Dom McLennon
Dom McLennon
Vocals
Joba
Joba
Additional Vocals
Kevin Abstract
Kevin Abstract
Vocals
Matt Champion
Matt Champion
Vocals
Merlyn Wood
Merlyn Wood
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ameer Vann
Ameer Vann
Songwriter
Clifford Fernando Simpson
Clifford Fernando Simpson
Songwriter
Dominique Michael Simpson
Dominique Michael Simpson
Songwriter
Matt Champion
Matt Champion
Songwriter
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Songwriter
Russell Boring
Russell Boring
Songwriter
William Mawuli Anku-Kra Wood
William Mawuli Anku-Kra Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Producer
Russell Boring
Russell Boring
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum
I just want that, I just want that bump, bump in my trunk
Blowing skunk, getting crunk with my baby, oh, what's up?
Bump, bump in my trunk, bump, bump in my trunk
We gon' ride, ride, ride down to Mexico
You can see the bad man, I'll come to New York
You can't catch him though
You can see the bad man, I'll come to New York
You can't catch him though
We gon' ride white lines all the way to Mexico
Merlyn! Merlyn!
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live (Ahh!)
I've been trappin' out my momma house, dope boy
Money keep the water and the lights on, spray it like it's Lysol
Your bitch don't like the dark so we fuckin' with the lights on
I fuck her with my chains on, you the one I changed on
I just won the ghetto lottery, I guess I'm hood rich
Chillin' at the gallows, smokin' Blacks with my hood bitch
You ain't what you could be, come get on this dope dick
I sell it by the gram, now tell me who you fuck with
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live (Ahh!)
Watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me operate
I ain't here to talk now, ****, we ain't gonna conversate
This modern terrorism, you can't moderate
I've been fiendin' time to put these demons on display
'Cause they don't understand, I don't give a damn
Smoke some shit straight outta Alice in Wonderland
BROCKHAMPTON the clan, bitch, I ain't your man
Like they're stacking just to crumble like an avalanche
This is how it stand, this is how it is
Bitch, I ain't your friend, I ain't havin' kids
'Cause I know that if I'm gon' bring 'em in the world
My little spawns of Satan just might take off with your fucking girl
Bump, bump in my trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump
Bump, bump in my trunk, bump, bump in my trunk
Bump, bump in my trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump
Bump, bump in my trunk, bump, bump in my trunk
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live
And when this ends
At least I'll have a reason to live
Written by: Ameer Vann, Clifford Simpson, Dominique Simpson, Matthew Garrett Champion, R.E. Boring, Romil Hemnani, W.A.K.M.A. Wood
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