Bum Bum ft. AJé 2000 Lyrics

I move to the beat of my own drum

Like bum bum bum bum

Why you only hit my phone

When you want some?

Like it gotta check a box or you won't come

Questions I ask myself

Like why make an ass of myself

Why are you pushing the limits

To get some more visits from someone

That only show love for some minutes

Why do you give away money

To people you think really care

That can't even look in the mirror or

Look in your eye and admit they're a queer

I thought about dissing it won't make it different

Most it'll do is just make em more distant

Maybe I need it I'm too reminiscent or

I could start dropping names and

See all these bitches start getting defensive

Don't think you can hold me back

I'd diss a bitch for less than that

You mad she mad I'm pressing that

I know I'm better I'm expressing that

Yet a bitch wanna play no sense in that

Where's that money?

No cents for that

Get a bag get a bitch no comparing that

Money over bitches thank Wayne for that

I slide on the beat easy peasy

I rep the queen so you know it get sleazy

Bro got a Glock not afraid to get squeezy

Haters out flexing that shit make me queasy

I got the keys like I'm playing the PC

You got a problem?

Then you should come see P

If you got a problem then you should come see me

Bum bum catch a peek at it

Unwrapping peaches like Dum Dum's

When I get in the apple bottom jeans

Like uh huh

Out the door taking off track star

Like run run

Marathons but I gotta sprint bitch

You got a problem?

Better go see P

TM I'm stacking trapping young Jeezy

I ain't no human like Carter Lil Weezy

2 million up boy think he peezy

Chilling on deck off lemon tek

Looking for red sun rising up

Juice in his cup jeans with the blood

Don't give a fuck

You fake on this shit for a long time

Like how come

You ain't been that dude when you go rhyme or reason

Just wait don't play or you gon' find the outcome

Like Jay D'usse

I don't sip wine Sauvignon

Cheffing up like the rat-ta-tou and

I'm stacking cheese so old it's blue

Jesus piece gon' peek at you

That's round my neck zap Pikachu

Imma dog gon' raise the roof

Just asked Deshaun where my masseuse

Had a bitch been going through love interludes in between her moods