This is a song about "Pump"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

Fist pump chumps, here's to two beers, get too sick

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

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

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

He's one of those guys that pump their fists to the skies screamin "im a believer!"

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front