This is a song about "Good pump"

Got you gassed about the pump, selling jewelry as well?

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

But yo i pack pump, when i'm walking in my own direction,

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

And thats also where i'd get my pump action shotgun

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

My finger on the trigger, again in the liver, like my reps gotta pump

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Need to pump some air into it cause' these are kindergarten rhymes bitch

The time is now, on everything

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing