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-хопDate 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 |