Can't Pump Brakes Lyrics

Cant pump brakes

I'm breaking out

Baby wanna cupcake

Need my cake up now

Ain't never pump fake

Can't fake the rounds

But I'm great like the lakes

In a Michigan town

Like Michelin now

Tired of you liars

Funny niggas turn scary

He Mike Meyers

Keep a bitch stuck up

Like some damn flyers

Keep dark in the cut

I'm a vampire

Call me Jim Jones

What you simp for

Huh

Just got a bag out a nympho

Quick to end a bitch call

Like a flip phone

Did it on my own

Ain't a soul for me to flip on

Need my wrist froze

And it's coming soon

I ain't pour the drank

But we a hunnid proof

Smoke dank

And it stank

Pepé le pew

I had hoes

Before the clothes nigga and the jewels

All truth

Tell me where the lie at

Stayed in his town

So that's probably where he die at

I'd give it all right now

Bring da guys back

Hate a nigga

Be like oo where you buy that

This a rare find

I'm a rare kind

Keep my own grapes

We don't share vines

Wanna stare fine

We gone check temp

Checkin chicken

Nigga like you check net

Hit the swish on em

Watch me triple double

Get it with the bitch

With ya bitch you get in trouble

Niggas ain't for the team

You ain't finna huddle

Time to step over niggas

Like I do a puddle

Don't scuffle

We'll wet em like blastoise

If they try to test

Cause I'm fresh like a altoid

How boy

They wonder where it come from

Su side bitch thats really

How we brung up

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