This is a song about "Pump it up"

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

I pump lead to paper, not to new clips,

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Ripping it, spitting some venom up in it

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

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

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

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

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

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Bitches is artificially duck

Working the drywall partying it up

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Had to d up like all in a titty cup