This is a song about "Good pump"

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

She likes the way it hits her lips

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

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

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

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

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

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

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

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Now i’m gonna need all you to pump your fists

See these bitches can't cut in yo business