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ro$ama - bump down

[intro]
(mega)
mm, drop (go, bam, uh, duh, dummy)
sit, yeah
uh, uh (yeah, yeah)
let that sh_t ride, tony (tsabb, b_tch)
ayy, taliban sh_t, al qaeda, big business (just let that b_tch roll)
600, ayy, 600
i, i (let’s go), i, i, iduudit

[chorus]
bump down on ’em (go), i coulda bump down on ’em (coulda bumped)
throw yns some bread, they walkin’ you down, they’ll sneak up on you
watch how they bump down on ’em (bump), i coulda bump down on ’em (i coulda what?)
we either sit in your bushes and wait to pop out or we spinnin’ the corner (skrrt)

[verse 1]
.223 on me like jordan and james (like who?), omarion how i step in the rain (step)
blackout flame thrower undertaker and cane, bringin’ heat like loul dang (bah)
touch me, i end up bustin’
call keisha cole and tell ’em this n_gga is heaven sent (he gone)
move the body outside and shoot ’em again, it look like we tampered with evidence (go)
l know some n_ggas that’s catchin’ a hat just tryna get rich (yeah, go)
i know some n_ggas outside like smokey, back here takin’ sh— (yeah, go)
i know a big booty b_tch that’ll let whole gang in here hit (on god)
and i know smackers, that’s clappin’ at sh_t (uh, duh)
pockets been eatin’, ain’t’ worked out in months, so they obese (uh, duh)
cashapp crackin’, just like eviction got it out the streets (uh, duh)
dope fiends passin’ the plate, you can hear young dolph yellin’, “preach” (young n_gga, preach)
and that’s on me (n_gga, that’s on me), n_gga that’s on me (i’m gone)
[chorus]
bump down on ’em (bah), i coulda bump down on ’em (i coulda bumped)
throw yns some bread, they walkin’ you down, they’ll sneak up on you
watch how they bump down on ’em (bump), i coulda bump down on ’em (i coulda bump)
we either sit in your bushes and wait to pop out or we spinnin’ the corner (skrrt)

[verse 2]
jumped off the porch, no bungie (uh)
natural disaster, my neck look flooded (look what?)
kickin’ big sh_t like a punter (like a punter)
bangin the set same color as pumpkins (like pumpkins)
run up a bag, rubbin’ my fingers together, just give me my money (just give me my money)
came straight out the sewer, “ro$ama, you it,” godd_mn, i knew it was comin’ (i knew it)
plain jane, mueller my wrist watch (watch)
i rather punch down, f_ck spit box (f_ck ’em)
and i ain’t got no class, got lost in the system, i ended up just like lynch mob (like lynch mob)
ballin’ too hard, jayson tatum (like who?)
all in you b_tch stomach, prenatal (uh)
i ain’t from the chi’, but i keep it 600, sound like i been bangin’ the label (on crips, 600)

[chorus]
bump down on ’em (bah), i coulda bump down on ’em (i coulda bumped)
throw yns some bread, they walkin’ you down, they’ll sneak up on you
watch how they bump down on ’em (bump), i coulda bump down on ’em (i coulda bump)
we either sit in your bushes and wait to pop out or we spinnin’ the corner (skrrt)

- roama

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