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Lil Pump - 2018 Xxl Freshman Ft Blocboy Jb And Smokepurpps Cypher Lyrics

2018 XXL Freshman
[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Ooh, bust down sittin’ on right wrist
Motherfuc*** got guns like I was ISIS
F*** a hoe but I ain’t ever wifin’
Ugly ass bitch look worse than my side bitch
Bust down look like a blizzard
Ball so hard you would call me Damian Lillard
(?), give me top, and you still kiss her
Ridin’ round with five hoes in the Sprinter
Look at my diamonds, they shine (ooh)
Let them in five at a time (ooh)
She let me hit from behind (ooh)
Yeah, ooh
My body dripping in Louis (ooh)
I mix it up with the Gucci (ayy)
I know your bitch finna choose me
But I do not f*** her coochie
Ooh, bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Huh, huh, bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Ooh, ooh, bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Ooh, ooh, esskeetit
[Verse 2: Blocboy JB]
Changed the ice up on the bezel
Baby girl, you feel the feet like a pedal
If a ni*** diss the Bloc, he gon’ feel some metal
Nigga, everyday I keep me a Beretta
Talkin’ cheese, I get cheddar
On another level
Pullin’ hoes, I need a lever
I remember days I had the .38 special
I remember days (?)
Ooh, I just broke a fuckin’ rule
I just walked in with this motherfuckin’ tool
BlocBoy JB, yeah we gon’ shoot
And I’m with Pump and Purpp, ni*** what the f*** it do
(?) just drop them bands
I don’t think these niggas stand a chance
In the lead and this shit come from France
I got a bitch, she come from Japan
[Refrain: Lil Pump]
Ooh, ooh, bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Bust down sittin’ on right wrist
Bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Bust down sittin’ on right wrist
Bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Ooh, bust down sittin’ on right wrist
[Verse 3: Smokepurpp]
Lay a ni*** down on the motherfuckin’ carpet
Pencil in my pocket in the club, I like to start shit
Nigga try to play me like a bitch and I’ma rob him
Pull up to his granny’s in a truck and we gon’ pop him
Bankroll? That’s a mini stack
Pull up on yo’ block, bitch I’m blowin’ racks
I can’t f*** with niggas, all these niggas rats
You’re getting lost in the sauce, here’s a fuc*** map
Niggas sneak dissing ‘till we pop out at the trap spot
Bitch I keep a MAC, and I ain’t talkin’ Macintosh
Yeah, yeah, on that red dot
Lookin’ like a Hindu when I put him on that red dot
[Refrain: Lil Pump]
Ooh, ooh, bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Bust down sittin’ on right wrist
Bust down sittin’ on left wrist
Bust down sittin’ on right wrist
[Outro: Lil Pump]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Bust down, bust down, bust down, on left wrist
Bust down, bust down, bust down, on right wrist
Bust down, bust down, bust down, on left wrist
Bust down, bust down, bust down, on right wrist
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Esskeetit!