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[Intro: News Anchors & Lil Pump] You can see Lil Pump wandering the halls of a school carrying huge bags of pot Turns out that school was a local Catholic elementary school A teacher gets slapped with a bag of marijuana in this video Yeah, Lil Pump, ooh, yeah, yeah, huh, brr And the rapper’s name is Lil Pump Yuh, Lil Pump Yeah, huh? (Brr) Yeah, yuh Yeah, yeah Ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah Zaytoven [Chorus] I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze Spanish bitches' butt naked and they twerkin' on the stove Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can't fold I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can't fold [Verse] Drive the 'Rari off the lot, fuck my wrist up with the pot Bitch, this shit will never stop (brr), presidential on the clock Couple hoes up on a yacht, I can not fuck with the opps Bitch, I made it to the top, go to class, I'm on the drop, ayy Went to the gun store and I bought a rocket (ooh) One million dollars, cash hangin' out my pocket (damn) All these diamonds drippin' on me, feelin' like a water faucet Broke niggas hatin' on me, man, this shit need to stop it Lil Pump the freshest nigga comin' out my city Hit AOD's and I'm blowin' straight fifties (brr) In the kitchen whippin' Whitney, sippin' lean, I lost my kidney Ain’t nobody fuckin' with me off the Xan', I squeeze a titty, ayy Dropped out of school, hopped in a private jet (brr) Bitch, I'm on the lean, I can't pop no Percocet (no) I got more money than your father, you can't be upset I'm worth a couple millions, bitch, you know I love to flex [Chorus] I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze Spanish bitches' butt naked and they twerkin' on the stove Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can't fold I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can't fold
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