Bumpy Ride (feat. M Huncho)

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One-thousand stoves, we never knew about seven pounds an hour

Black lives matter, but the hood it's wap meets power

How much time did I take that chase? Have to left them jakes all sour

Now plum sauce on duck, I just watch while they light up the Eiffel Tower

It's flashing lights, still I got gangdem ties

Wap cost five, that's light

Bro, let it hang out the passy side

Music and road, still I can't decide

I was on the wing eatin' mash and pie

Looked in the judges' eyes and took that oath, I lied

Hit the strip and colly, couldn't do both, I tried

Drip coil on fast got oil on the field, that's science

Int the T, I like mathematics

Made the phone do acrobatics

Where's that magic? Stretch that package, Mr. Fantastic

Stretch that package, grub in plastic, money in transit

Let's drop that five, but we need that nine if it gets too drastic

Got this credit card, give it to my bitch, and I tell her, "Max it"

Been a bumpy ride, then I let things slide

I should have reached in the jacket

Take out pocket rockets

It's like hot potato, and my brother, they will mash it

I don't need no favors, I got flavors, need to stash it

Never been a taker, I'ma maker, used to crop it

How much time did I whip pots? Watch my wrist lock

Me, I'm tryna bring it back quicker than TikTok

All this bad b wanna do is lip-lock

Me, I'm tryna make sure the quality's tiptop

Spent so much racks on six shots, keep it away from Junebug Izzpot

Hand tings for the gliding, then rise them all after while I get pissed off

Baguettes on the wing, not wing stop so it's only right I baguette my wristwatch

Feather cushions, barely use it

First class flights to Europe, London, Dubai, act all stupid

A hundred-thousand Dirhams

Can't take away the pain, but I know I can soothe it

Stretch that package, grub in plastic, money in transit

Let's drop that five, but we need that nine if it gets too drastic

Got this credit card, give it to my bitch, and I tell her, "Max it"

Been a bumpy ride, then I let things slide

I should have reached in the jacket

Take out pocket rockets

It's like hot potato, and my brother, they will mash it

I don't need no favors, I got flavors, need to stash it

Never been a taker, I'ma maker, used to crop it