Hella Bump

Got that bang, mayne

Mmm-hmm

Twenties, thirties ­ what you need?

See, this is full spectrum

Undiluted heavyweight bang

Yeah, we moving weight

And you can reach me on the internet

Come get what you need

Not just a nickel bag full, mayne

Give me the fat, jumbo thirty bag of bang

Watch what you slang

Cause if it sound the same I'll keep looking

Ain't putting fake music in my veins (no, no, no)

Not just a nickel bag full

Or a dime bag of bull cause I need my tummy full

Pop daddy brought a fatty, slinging that banging

But underground mommy bought me hella bump

Hella bump

Flow on, baby, so I can get my bump on

If we got any real bump junkies in the house

Like myself

From now on no more nickels and dimes, baby

Rolling or the folding kind

Now's the time to grind my way

And bump with conviction

A thirty bag of bang, baby

Look at the way we bumping

Take a swig of this here swing

And recognize who pumping junk

Who pumping stuff, who give you the Holy Ghosties

Who rocks the spot

To bring the groceries with the most ease

Not just a nickel bag full

I need a twenty so my tummy gets full

Not just a nickel bag full

You gotta give me hella bump, hella bump

I'm picky about my flowing

Not too slow and not too fast

You gotta be banging

Want to feel like you like some ass

Cop it somewhere else if you're bumping cut

You're giving away the But still you're stingy with the bump

Fronting on the funk we love

Heavy bass thriller

The humping, trunk-dwelling, hella-bumping party killer

While we singing knock me down

Lift me up, tell me something good

And give me hella bump

Yeah, we roll with the flow

It's all we know

The D slanging hella bump