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[Intro: News Cast]
“You can see Lil Pump wandering the halls of a school carrying huge bags of pot. Turns out that school was a local Catholic elementary school. A teacher gets slapped with a bag of marijuana in this video. The rapper’s name is Lil Pump.”

[Bridge]
Yeah, Lil Pump
Yeah, huh?
Brr, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
I got fast cars, bad bitches, and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Spanish bitches butt naked and they twerkin’ on the stove
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold
I got fast cars, bad bitches, and designer clothes
I got fast cars, bad bitches, and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold

[Verse]
Drive the ‘Rari off the lot, fuck my wrist up with the pot
Bitches sure would never stop (brr), presidential on the clock
Couple hoes up on a yacht, I can not fuck with the opps
Bitch, I made it to the top, go to class, I’m ’bout to drop
Went to the gun store, and I bought a rocket (ooh)
One million dollars, cash, hanging out my pocket (damn)
All these diamonds dripping on me, feeling like a water faucet
Broke niggas hating on me, man, this shit, need to stop it
Lil Pump the freshest nigga coming out my city
Hit AODs and I’m blowing straight 50s (brr)
In the kitchen whippin’ Whitney, sippin’ lean, I lost my kidney
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me, off the Xan, I squeeze a titty, aye
Dropped out of school, hopped in a private jet (brr)
Bitch, I’m on the lean, I can’t pop no Percocet (no)
I got more money than your father, you can be upset
I’m worth a couple million, bitch, you know I love to flex

[Chorus]
I got fast cars, bad bitches, and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Spanish bitches butt naked and they twerkin’ on the stove
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold
I got fast cars, bad bitches, and designer clothes
I got fast cars, bad bitches, and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold

50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound
50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound

I’m around, baby I’m around
Underground, but you know I’m around
I was down, lately I’ve been down
Ran around, now I’m back I’m found

Pour the wine up
You’re silent
Why though?
You know you like
This style of
This side of
I know you like it

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine
You know it

Popped a pill
What’s the deal
I don’t feel it anymore
Popped, popped a pill
What’s that?
You know I’ve been down on the floor
I cried everyday
You know this ain’t real anymore
It’s a dream on the door
It’s a dream on the board
It’s the life & you warned me
Hold tighter
Reminiscing on old times
With my red lighter
Said you’d feel it in your throat
When I sing
You know what I mean
You know what I mean

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine
You know it

50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound
50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound

Wiz Khalifa:
Well you know baby, it seems like things will never change
They still hate the player, and never hate the game

Chevy Woods:
You set my soul, on fire
We go together like a joint & a lighter
You get me so, inspired
I think I’m falling for you girl and I like it

Chevy Woods & Wiz Khalifa:
Roll one(roll one)
Smoke one(smoke one)
I won’t tell(I won’t tell)
No one(no one)

And I know you won’t either(either)
But mama you a keeper(keeper)
You be on call every time a nigga need ya(need ya)
Ya know I get excited every time I get excited(excited)
Front backside till you say you wanna ride it(ride it)

Wiz Khalifa & Chevy Woods:
Uh, like one two, one two
Everything will be the same when Khalifa come through(oh my soul)
You a freak? Me too
And we keep it on the low, they don’t know what we do(fire)
Let em talk that’s cool
Ima put you in the car and Ima drop that roof(oh my soul)
They try to copy our moves, but everytime you get around me girl you know that..

Chevy Woods & Wiz Khalifa:
You set my soul, on fire
We go together like a joint & a lighter
You get me so, inspired
I think I’m falling for you girl and I like it

Roll one(roll one)
Smoke one(smoke one)
I won’t tell(I won’t tell)
No one(no one)

Chevy Woods:
Put it all on the line
Girl I don’t wanna waste your time
Let me ease my mind
Girl I just rolled a joint you can light

Wiz Khalifa & Chevy Woods:
Uh, like one two, one two
Please don’t bring your girlfriend when you come through(oh my soul)
You know how we do
I’m with chev, if you bad you can meet the crew(fire)
Like one two, one two
If ya girl smoke weed, they can roll one too(oh my soul)
When I don’t see you baby, I be mad as hell
Roll with a G, girl you might as well

Chevy Woods:
You set my soul, on fire
We go together like a joint & a lighter
You get me so, inspired
I think I’m falling for you girl and I like it

I don’t wanna be a player
Baby I want you

[Intro: Sandman]
One two, y’all
One two, y’all
One two, y’all
Yeah, Cannooon (Dig it)

[Verse One: Sandman]
Am I ever so ready?
Flow heavy, gon’ break the Richter scale
We up, Re-Up, got that in, raw and thin
Underground, bin by bin and in tin by tin

[Verse Two: Pusha T]
Turned will into drive to win, into the wheel
That the driver’s in, speed cracker, pink neck
Like lobster skin, open the door
The R-E-U-P emerges, the royal four

[Verse Three: Ab-Liva]
Crown prince, head wizard to the oils of ore [?]
Became accustomed to the spoils of war
Blue light special, cop for the low-low
Customary top is a no-no, Medina hot-stepping on Manolos

[Verse Four: Malice]
If you ain’t got mojo with oatmeal interior
The rarest of diamonds, mined in Nigeria
The fairest of them all, you can ask the mirror
Driver’s side of that GT, it couldn’t be clearer

[Verse Five: Sandman]
Haters, don’t hear ‘em, cross me, won’t spare ‘em
Shots tear ‘em apart, the pallbearer
Wakes, et cetera, cape, irregular, fate
Competitors face berettas, tryna stay ahead of us

[Verse Six: Pusha T]
Platinum bezel and band, man, that’s just the regulars
Just another reason to make them hoes treasure us
Admiring the splendor, scared ‘cause she remember
How a dope dealer had ruined the life of Kemba

[Verse Seven: Ab-Liva]
I was on with a blender and I was gone ’til November
And I was torn but I render, ’cause I was lured by the tender
The money, the cars, the fame, the bitches, the name
The glistening chain, the wrist blitzing the game, I’m frostbit

[Verse Eight: Malice]
Like it ain’t cost shit, you see what’s on the wrist
Put it to your ear, nigga, you don’t hear it tick
All you hear is *click* fucking with the clique
Like the Louie chess board, re-up is the court shit

[Verse Nine: Sandman]
Man, fuck that horseshit, the hardships, I been through ‘em
Brazilians and Benzes, I spend through ‘em
Chameleon, I blend in as hog shit
Black Card shit, pussy, that’s that bomb shit

[Verse Ten: Pusha T]
Pour Cris down her throat ’til the whore sick
Yellow rappers hit the floor, give ‘em jaundice
The fondest flows, an arm that glows
Four niggas in a row, ’86, pompous pose

[Verse Eleven: Ab-Liva]
Street-smart savvy, no conscious flows
I sell shit, nigga, to taunt your nose, the man, the music
The making, the king, the crown, the heir
My spot is sewed, take my place, nigga, ‘pon the throne

[Verse Twelve: Malice]
The game has grown, the charters have flown
South Beach Miami, where we toast Patron
The home with the statue, etched marble stone
Ship kis to the states via Boca Raton

Kendrick Lamar preps some new music for the “Black Panther” soundtrack and it sounds fire.

After dropping the video for his single “LOVE” featuring Zacari, K-Dot hinted that he has some new music coming out. The Compton rapper has one of the best, if not the best hip hop album of the year, and he is already working on some new music for the new year. One of the projects that he is reportedly working on is the soundtrack for the upcoming Marvel movie Black Panther.

In the middle of the music video “LOVE” a banner quickly appeared then disappeared that reads “B. Panther. Soundtrack. Coming Soon.” The movie is set for release on February 16 which means that we can expect some new music from Kendrick Lamar sometime within the next month. You will likely have to rewatch the video more than twice to catch the hidden message, but eventually you will see it. This shouldn’t at all come as a surprise since Marvel used Kendrick’s classic single “DNA.” in the trailer for the movie that they previewed recently at Comic-Con H in San Diego.

2017 has been a big year for Kendrick Lamar and next year is shaping up to be an even bigger year starting with the upcoming Grammy Awards ceremony where he received seven nominations from his album DAMN. including Album of the Year and Record of the Year for “HUMBLE.”

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