Pumpin Gas (feat. P Town Moe)

The Box Bangers

Three hundred bows, a hundred cash

My money rose, from pumping gas

The hottest doors, two hundred on the dash

I got them hoes, from pumping gas

The money coming quick, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Thousand dollars on the fit, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Ice off her neck and wrist, 'cause I'm pumping gas

And your bitch all on my dick, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Hundred thou' Lolliwhip, with the growl on it

22's pretty pink, looking loud on it

Coming through the second line, got the crowd on it

Hating 'cause I'm skating, and they faces put a frown on it

Skrrt, hit the gas, skrrt off

Bad bitch whip me out the top with a shirt off

Yeah, bitch hit me off my top like I perked off

And eat it 'til it drop, let it pop, get you slurped on

Only bad bitches suck and swallow semen

And them hoes love to fuck the weed, man

Four-seven, she a cushion like a leaf, man

Tell you put your feet up, eat that meat up, now I'm vegan

Three hundred bows, a hundred cash

My money rose, from pumping gas

The hottest doors, two hundred on the dash

I got them hoes, from pumping gas

The money coming quick, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Thousand dollars on the fit, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Ice off her neck and wrist, 'cause I'm pumping gas

And your bitch all on my dick, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Real gas pumper, pussy **** stumper

Certified shooter like Luka with the jumper

Or I could put a hole right through you with the pumper

Then I could hit your ho like Luka with the lumber

I get a better number, go to Texas and school

Y'all can hit Cali, I'ma go fuck with my Mexican ho

And she got Yola, she got pills, she got methasome, too

It take a four, she get another O, it stretches her mo'

But I don't need it, and I ain't greedy

I like that weedy, and I love it when it's budded

With no sticks and with no seedies, be so potent

Get you loaded, if you smoking or you eating

Have you leaning like I'm fiending

Don't believe it, come and see me 'cause I got

Three hundred bows, a hundred cash

My money rose, from pumping gas

The hottest doors, two hundred on the dash

I got them hoes, from pumping gas

The money coming quick, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Thousand dollars on the fit, 'cause I'm pumping gas

Ice off her neck and wrist, 'cause I'm pumping gas

And your bitch all on my dick, 'cause I'm pumping gas