This is a song about "Fist pump"

And this will be the song that we sing

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Watch a funky skyline, pump a mic watch along it's

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

You wouldn't be hard if you had a penis pump

Never the one to pass a fist

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Cocking it back, dicking it around, watching it explode like a water pump

Pumping the juice with no producersrun for cover when you hear the bass thump

Cause kappa's sadistic, slap them and fist them

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Take yo face and make you eat my fucking fist

With my fist up im towering

Bun b, i’m underground king