Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bumper, artist - Trapo. Album song Oil Change, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Trapo
Song language: English
Bumper |
Pray for days, we get to lay our head |
No more pressure, show more effort when we get our shit together |
For the greater good, livin' legends in the neighborhood |
Already been embedded, I awaken the place |
When her daddy at home I made her quiet escape |
I ain’t been chargin' my phone |
Dodgin' unexpected pop-ups from bae |
Now let it, resonate, let it sink |
Pusher ain’t my sister and my brother cannot link with you |
It’s a party, round the others, bring the Eagle and the rubbers |
And if we see those we need words with, be subtle |
We ain’t gon' let no people tailor-made |
Niggas was in sixth grade with 'em and they wouldn’t fade denim |
Ruin the vibe and shit |
I finally got that chick, I won’t be honest with |
She give me a little ice for the Henn |
Every sip like dice, I can’t fall for her tricks |
And to my brothers with the grips |
I see the proof of most them dead or chasin' bread |
Can’t make you proof |
But a bullet put a roof over your head and say a prayer |
There’s a tip for you |
Let it designate, let it sink with you |
Bitch sick for you, here’s a mint Rolex and some keys for you |
Now watch 'em clean 'til they sting you |
That’s usually how it happen when you get it out the mud |
But see everybody is and my back against the wall |
Almost can’t afford to pen this shit at all |
Hey there lover, where you headed today? |
Where you headed? |
I don’t want to |
Make it complicated |
I just caught you |
I just caught your rooftop girl |
Swangin' in your old G-Wheel |
My songs turned up |
We don’t ever lose ourselves |
One day you’ll be old news, one day I won’t need your help |
Love it when you lose yourself, me |
One day you’ll be old news, one day I won’t need your help |
We still believe in kings and not queens |
Get even just to hurt each other |
Focus on breathing, focus on me today, don’t get out that much |
Don’t no one, call my phone |
Ring my bell, I’m by myself, today, today, today, today |
Forgot about me |
Lost without, ain’t been brought up in a while |
I know you moved on |
I know you copy, I know you want me doin' like I was |
Murdered you, murdered us |
And that ain’t cool |
Oh my God, murdered you, murdered you |
Murdered you, murdered you |
Murdered you, murdered you |
Hey lover, they’re in the parking lot |
Holdin' you close at night |
Holdin' you closer than ever |
These days, I don’t know what matter |
Ain’t supposed to play the poster |
All they left with was what happened |
I been tryna fight the dragon in the mirror |
I can leave the city now, ain’t nobody here |
When my mama get home that’s gon' bring her ass to tears |
So I don’t, my horoscope tellin' me stay strong |
Sparkin' reef to get this idea |
Now I’m rippin' pictures we tookin at IKEA |
Damn, she snuck off with the heartbeat, damn if I see her |
I’ll probably lose it all again like I did at her mama’s crib |
Arguin' with her brother like |
You can get these knuckles if you wanna, punk |
Whoa, this Cali girl helped me stumble on my stuff |
Fam the type to hold my arm |
As I’m leanin' drunk, pissin' on this wall |
Barely make it to my car tonight |
It’s lookin' like a drop, finally ridin' like a star |
My stereotypes, avoid them |
Uneducated black that graduated flying colors, colors |
Colors |