[Intro] Why for Five Guys? Mi nuh nyam Five Guys Hater, yeah, uh Come on, uh Pump 101 (Uh) C-C-C-C-C-C-C-CGM
[Verse 1: Digga D] Yo, it's easier to fuck these women with four chains swingin' Three rings blingin', two straps rippin' (Come on) One shot out the Glock leave your head back spillin' Emerald cut diamond say I'm pyrex living (Bling) How can I say this in a friendly way? Before we fuck, bae, I beg you sign this NDA (Come on) I took you shopping, what, Louis or the Fendi way? We can stay in Park Lane or in NPK (Uh) She wanna snap in the Lamb', but I ain't movin' the whip Just run downstairs for a Novikov quick (Come on) Mayfair hotel, I know you're lovin' this shit Make sure there's bare spit when you're suckin' this (Whoo!) As long as I'm livin' this high life Still roll around in uptown with my knife Burger King (What), 'cause man don't nyam Five Guys Grand power will fill it up with some nine-nine
[Chorus: Digga D] I'll load up the pump My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz I'll load up the pump My opps are neeky and we can't get J1, so we soaked his friends I'll load up the pump My line stay ringin', my guys stay chingin', what's the problem fam? I'll load up the pump Every opp left bleedin' so they started teaming cah we smoked their gang I'll load up the pump
[Verse 2: StillBrickin] Peski told me "Wake up to reality" Can't lie, I was sittin' there mad at 'em (Man was vex) Just imagine me, .44s got these pussios panickin' Makin' yutes bank food, now they're traffickin' (Bank that) I know it's embarrassing tryna get shit across the border Hellla yutes all takin' mans orders (That's a fact) Look, I wear a clock and that, life's gettin' shorter I could wig a man in front of his daughter (Bap, bap) I know you're probably surprised, real shit, I ain't tellin' no lies Real killers that I got me side (Some spillers) JP never let shit slide, so twenty years he gotta do inside (Free him up) All down to ride, Little cheffed **** up and he died Get him out the country, wallahi, I tried (Wallahi) On these streets man don't care about size I caught a **** all because of me pride
[Chorus: Digga D] I'll load up the pump My guns are stocked up, got bronem Glocked up in a stolen Benz I'll load up the pump My opps are neeky and we can't get J1, so we soaked his friends I'll load up the pump My line stay ringin', my guys stay chingin', what's the problem fam? I'll load up the pump Every opp left bleedin' so they started teaming cah we smoked their gang I'll load up the pumpTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
