This is a song about "Pump a job"

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

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

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Got a job i took the safer route

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

The principle came up and she said i did a good job,

If there’s a shining star

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Wale and we are not the same

You should go get a job cause ya clothe game

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

And when you do get a job, you always get there late