Pump Ya Brakes by Kino Beats Lyrics
[Intro]
Trauma Tone
Kino- Kino Beats
Come on
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Packet full of hundred, blue [?] like Nipsey
I’ma lean on them boys when I’m tipsy (Huh)
Running the drop-top lane two-fifty (Drop-top)
Popping your shit like some shit I done did (Huh)
Don’t flinch (Don’t flinch)
Michigan shooter, they straight out the [?] (Michigan shooter)
Ain’t going broke that’s some shit I’m not with (Hell no)
Get wrong, hit you and your kids (Get wrong, [?])
Going crazy (Going crazy)
If the [?] top with the [?] ([?])
Get the bag and in the morning I save it ([?])
Bad, know I’m that nig’ oh she hate it (Hell no)
30, running that Glock when I fade it ([?], huh)
Baguettes in the water like navy (Huh)
Chasing (Huh), them M’s
Play with the bitch, she play with Lil Quill (On God)
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
[Verse 2: Woah Vicky]
She wanna smash (Smash), I’m in a coup
I hit the gas, I’m not a swoop ([?])
I’m with Lil Quill, he with the crew (No cap)
He don’t want five, we in a zoo
Don’t gotta ask, you know they gon’ shoot
It’s big Vicky I’m not one of them (Not one)
I’m on her ass, I showed you the proof
Won’t give a pass, I’m not one of you (No cap)
Playing with a bad bitch bag, and I’ma go crazy
How you say you really from the F? But Dr. Phil made you (No cap)
I was copping shit I never had, you were shopping at Macy’s
They could never try me like a ho, I’m not Bhad Bhabie-
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
Trauma Tone
Kino- Kino Beats
Come on
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Packet full of hundred, blue [?] like Nipsey
I’ma lean on them boys when I’m tipsy (Huh)
Running the drop-top lane two-fifty (Drop-top)
Popping your shit like some shit I done did (Huh)
Don’t flinch (Don’t flinch)
Michigan shooter, they straight out the [?] (Michigan shooter)
Ain’t going broke that’s some shit I’m not with (Hell no)
Get wrong, hit you and your kids (Get wrong, [?])
Going crazy (Going crazy)
If the [?] top with the [?] ([?])
Get the bag and in the morning I save it ([?])
Bad, know I’m that nig’ oh she hate it (Hell no)
30, running that Glock when I fade it ([?], huh)
Baguettes in the water like navy (Huh)
Chasing (Huh), them M’s
Play with the bitch, she play with Lil Quill (On God)
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do
[Verse 2: Woah Vicky]
She wanna smash (Smash), I’m in a coup
I hit the gas, I’m not a swoop ([?])
I’m with Lil Quill, he with the crew (No cap)
He don’t want five, we in a zoo
Don’t gotta ask, you know they gon’ shoot
It’s big Vicky I’m not one of them (Not one)
I’m on her ass, I showed you the proof
Won’t give a pass, I’m not one of you (No cap)
Playing with a bad bitch bag, and I’ma go crazy
How you say you really from the F? But Dr. Phil made you (No cap)
I was copping shit I never had, you were shopping at Macy’s
They could never try me like a ho, I’m not Bhad Bhabie-
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
My bitch bad, yeah she a barbie (Yeah)
You know I drip, [?] (Drip)
Six rings on, [?] (Six)
Bitch so nasty, when we fuck she record it (Chile)
Might as well pick up your casket, don't know no warning
Ball like a basket (I ball)
[?], I play for the Hornets (Yeah)
Pussy ass niggas so corny (Pussy), back and came this morning (Racks)
Hol’ up, wait, hol’ up, bitch pump ya brakes (Lil’ bitch)
We don’t pump don’t fake, nigga
Plane, blow ‘em away (Whew)
Got that shit hot (Whew hot)
Soon as I met her I got me some top (Ooh)
Packet full of hundreds, they blue
Switch on the gangs, shit you don’t do