BEAT BUMPIN
It's a new day so I make it better than my last
Steppin on the gas, I don't plan on looking back
Pull up on your block, you can hear the bass bang
Got em sayin Damn like I'm Daniel with the vans
Cause I...
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin kush rolled in my other hand
Got the beat bumpin while I'm countin up my bands
Got the beat bumpin while I'm driving in my lamb
Got the beat bumpin in the islands by the sand
Got the beat bumpin I don't think you understand
Got the beat bumpin everywhere so I could dance
Inhale the good, exhale the stress
With your feet up living lavish
If you want it you can have it
Shoot your shot, don't ever pass it
Tunnel Vision for 3 weeks and cut off all distractions
That's a 21 day challenge, it'll turn you into a Savage
If I want it I go get it I don't ever need to ask
Thousands in my way but I ain't cool with being last
I'm cutting through the line and they low key getting mad
But they still showing me love when I'm flexing on the gram
Cause I...
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin kush rolled in my other hand
Got the beat bumpin while I'm countin up my bands
Got the beat bumpin while I'm driving in my lamb
Got the beat bumpin in the islands by the sand
Got the beat bumpin I don't think you understand
Got the beat bumpin everywhere so I could dance
I ain't got a lamb, in my Honda's where I'm sittin
When you sing along to my shit you just gotta have that vision
Everyday I go and get it but I'm starting to get suspicious
How these rappers spittin' gibberish are really my competition
Look
I put in the effort
My lyrics are clever
I know that I'm better
My ego McGregor
My money Mayweather
I'm sitting in leather
I'm fly like a feather
As high as propellers
I go acapela
2 Chains on my dresser
One black one vanilla
One day Rockerfeller
I'm just thinking bigger
You hate and get jealous
Ain't shit you could tell us
They fingers on triggers
But they'll never kill us
This shit is ridiculous
I handle my business
I don't quit, I finish
My bars ammunition
I murdered the beat
Got you as my witness
Don't you end up snitchin
The squad always lit
We Hennessy sippin
I love how I'm livin
So fuck how you feelin
I follow my vision
With my intuition
Then go out and get it
While you at home wishin
I'm out on a mission
Now look how we winnin
The roof just went missin
I'm like a magician
Rewind this and listen
There's no competition
They say I'm aggressive
But don't get offended
They just too defensive
I swing for the fences
Pimp it and finesse it
Don't try to contest it
I iced out my necklace
Then iced out my left wrist
I'm stacking my money
Like I'm playing Tetris
And fuck chasing dreams, I been out here hunting goals
You can go ahead and call my bluff cause I won't ever fold
All white, leather clean, in my mother fucking Rolls
Throwing valet big faces when they open up my door
With my fucking
Beat Bumpin and a cold drink in my hand
Got the Beat Bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the Beat Bumpin kush rolled in my other hand
Got the Beat Bumpin while I'm counting up my bands
Steppin on the gas, I don't plan on looking back
Pull up on your block, you can hear the bass bang
Got em sayin Damn like I'm Daniel with the vans
Cause I...
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin kush rolled in my other hand
Got the beat bumpin while I'm countin up my bands
Got the beat bumpin while I'm driving in my lamb
Got the beat bumpin in the islands by the sand
Got the beat bumpin I don't think you understand
Got the beat bumpin everywhere so I could dance
Inhale the good, exhale the stress
With your feet up living lavish
If you want it you can have it
Shoot your shot, don't ever pass it
Tunnel Vision for 3 weeks and cut off all distractions
That's a 21 day challenge, it'll turn you into a Savage
If I want it I go get it I don't ever need to ask
Thousands in my way but I ain't cool with being last
I'm cutting through the line and they low key getting mad
But they still showing me love when I'm flexing on the gram
Cause I...
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the beat bumpin kush rolled in my other hand
Got the beat bumpin while I'm countin up my bands
Got the beat bumpin while I'm driving in my lamb
Got the beat bumpin in the islands by the sand
Got the beat bumpin I don't think you understand
Got the beat bumpin everywhere so I could dance
I ain't got a lamb, in my Honda's where I'm sittin
When you sing along to my shit you just gotta have that vision
Everyday I go and get it but I'm starting to get suspicious
How these rappers spittin' gibberish are really my competition
Look
I put in the effort
My lyrics are clever
I know that I'm better
My ego McGregor
My money Mayweather
I'm sitting in leather
I'm fly like a feather
As high as propellers
I go acapela
2 Chains on my dresser
One black one vanilla
One day Rockerfeller
I'm just thinking bigger
You hate and get jealous
Ain't shit you could tell us
They fingers on triggers
But they'll never kill us
This shit is ridiculous
I handle my business
I don't quit, I finish
My bars ammunition
I murdered the beat
Got you as my witness
Don't you end up snitchin
The squad always lit
We Hennessy sippin
I love how I'm livin
So fuck how you feelin
I follow my vision
With my intuition
Then go out and get it
While you at home wishin
I'm out on a mission
Now look how we winnin
The roof just went missin
I'm like a magician
Rewind this and listen
There's no competition
They say I'm aggressive
But don't get offended
They just too defensive
I swing for the fences
Pimp it and finesse it
Don't try to contest it
I iced out my necklace
Then iced out my left wrist
I'm stacking my money
Like I'm playing Tetris
And fuck chasing dreams, I been out here hunting goals
You can go ahead and call my bluff cause I won't ever fold
All white, leather clean, in my mother fucking Rolls
Throwing valet big faces when they open up my door
With my fucking
Beat Bumpin and a cold drink in my hand
Got the Beat Bumpin with a cold drink in my hand
Got the Beat Bumpin kush rolled in my other hand
Got the Beat Bumpin while I'm counting up my bands
Credits
Writer(s): Chris V
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