| Lil Pump live in a castle
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| My bitch pussy lit and it look like a candle, yuh
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| Gucci loafers, don’t do sandals, ooh
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| Eat a bitch booty like apple, yuh
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| I Drop a xan in my Snapple
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| You walk in the mall and you looking for samples, yuh
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| I fuck that bitch she disabled
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| This bitch broke she ain’t got no cable
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| I miss the at with the tag, ay
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| I’m budda’ed up in a jet, ay
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| Lil bitch, you know that I’m next, ay
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| I just might fuck up a check, ay
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| Fuck on that bitch and then nut on jeans
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| Pour me a deuce I’m a fiend for the lean
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| Posted with Yacht', bitch by any means
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| Nigga try me and get hit in the spleen
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| Numba 2 Animal Fries
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| I pour the Goose in my Sprite
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| I pour the 'tuss in my cup
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| I’m a big dog, you a pup
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| I’m dropping fact with the love
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| She got your name covered up
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| She gave me head now she’s cleaning it up
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| Desto so dope I’m about to blow up
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| Lil Pump rich
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| He finna get richer
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| I’m on insta, tagging a picture
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| I fuck your mom, then I fuck your sister
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| I fuck your momma, I found her on Twitter
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| I fuck your momma, I found her on Twitter
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| I fuck your momma on Backpage
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| She don’t even know my damn age
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| Lil Pump ain’t got no knowledge, ooh
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| Bitch, I ain’t never go to college, ooh
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| Bitch I fuck just like El Chapo, uh
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| Bitches call me Richie Palo, ay
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| She suck that dick and she swallow, uh
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| Try me you gon' catch a hollow, uh
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| That bitch a Instagram model
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| She fuck for a follow
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| I cash on the lotto, uh
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| Crack the seal, baby bottle, uh
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| Smokin' on gas and gelato
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| I got more lines than T-mobile
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| Nigga, you local I’m global
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| I got more bars than Sprint
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| Nine-sixty I spent
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| I bring the lean in my mobile
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| Yeah, I’m a East Mogul
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| Used to be broke now I’m social
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| Getting the lean through the postal
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| Money, a broker
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| Pots by the case-load
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| Money all paper
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| Only buy seals now
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| Lean is cash cow
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| Only fuck jits now
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| Kush going pow-wow
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| Never know bow-wow
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| Yeah
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| I might just bust on her face, ooh
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| I think I just caught a case, ooh
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| I got Louis on my waist, ooh
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| Bitch I always keep it based, yeah
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| I pour the lean in my Fanta, huh
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| I might pull up in a phantom, ooh
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| I take your daddy for ransom, huh
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| I take your grandma for ransom, ooh
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| I ain’t got no education, huh
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| And my auntie on probation, huh
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| Mask on my dick like I’m Jason, ooh
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| My bitch act like she Freemason, yuh
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| Sippin the lean like a patient, ooh
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| Lil Pump only fuck Asians
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| Lil Pump
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| Three hoes with me, no Santa
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| Sippin on a dirty-ass Fanta
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| Came in the club with the hammer
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| Sip with the junkies and trappers
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| Fuck all these niggas they actors
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| You a broke boy, no fashion
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| Fuck on that bitch then I pass her
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| Choppa goin priest like a pastor (gang, gang, gang)
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| Sippin on mud and I don’t even cough
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| Wack head, got my dick soft (yup)
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| I’m in the field, this the playoffs (skkkkrt)
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| Buzzin so hard that I’m bout to take off (yeah)
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| I’m in the game and it ain’t no days off
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| Niggas hatin, call me Young Dolph
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| Livin pepper got me feel like Rick Ross (eat it up)
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| Her pussy so wet that I’m bout to blast off |