Bubba Gump Lyrics

A-T-H

Yeah, yeah

Why you blowing up my phone

It's on DND

Bitch, was tryna drop my low like I'm PNB

Cookie got me baked

Shit, I'm seeing three

Watch how bibby run the block like he CMC

I can make the money swivel round like a DVD

Hate a broke begging, bitch, always on some needy-greed

Babyface assassin moving silent, bang like TNT

Married to them racks, it's guaranteed that I'ma feed the streets

I've been punching in, what that mean

I beat the beat

Feel like I'm Kawhi, cause to beat me, you gone' need the heat

I just need new money in my hands, don't need to eat

My appetite for racks way too big, yo shit Lapetite

I am not DB, but bitch, I'm really bout to bag, dummy

Hustle for up before a nigga ever ask you something

That back talk get hip, up yo stash or something

My relationship is with the chip, love don't last for nothing

Used to make a zip, a shake, flip, might've passed you one

Play a broke role im Rich Porter when they asked for some

Coming through drum rolls, sounding like Westside Gun

They wanna see me broke, but I'm up, look what I've become

I got rich off Tallahassee tree, gelato, bubblegum

All it really took to take his bitch was a double thumb

And if I miss my brother coming back, that's a double dump

Buddha in the back, rolling monsters at a double dutch

Mega in the cut with A-G, that's a double pump

Put the same skin a couple times, that's a double stunt

Haven't ever seen a pack run a city, call it Forrest Gump

And when I say I got some shrimps up in the bag, it ain't bubba gump