Pump 4 Lyrics – DDG

[Intro]
Coming in this motherfu*ker just
Talking my s*it, doing whatever, you know
You know I’m one of them, you know I’m one of them
But they don’t wanna say I’m one of them, so
Yeah (Hot)

[Chorus]
Put a hundred dollars on pump four
I’m finna ride in a Maybach
In the city, so I gotta stay strapped
I got n!ggas shooting at your wave cap

Back home, them n!ggas be saying, “Me and DDG go way back” (Hm)
You know if you ever waved at me, then I wouldn’t wave back
Why do these keep tryna get into the music? Can I have my fu*king wave back?
I fu*king hate that, they hating on me because I adapt, yeah
To any given situation (Okay), please do not fu*k with my patience
I get claustrophobic, the mansion is spacious
I only wear black, but a n!gga not racist

[Verse 1]
Bad b!tch with some white toes
I was back in college fu*king white hoes
We ain’t taking pleas, b!tch, we fight thos
ot blonde hair like albinos
Rocking Balenci’, point it out like I’m buying those
Ain’t paying attention, they hating in a different timezone
I’m out in Paris, like nine hours, I’m ahead of you
Got a French b!tch tryna suck d!ck, she eat me up like an edible
I get mad when it’s competition, so if you against me, my n!gga, you better lose
If you start beefing, I’m purposely hitting your hoes, but she is not telling you

[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I gotta switch up the flow, I know rappers be bored when they use the same flow, yeah
Why is you cuffing that broad? She good with the jaw, I seen her on Bang Bros, yeah
I’m switching it up, I’m like Ben 10, b!tch, I’m a Libra, I’m 10/10
I be by myself, I don’t need friends, you lil’ n!ggas won’t blend in (Hm)
You say you know where all the opps at, spin then (Spin)
I know if I don’t make a billion, my kid did
Family tree, they gon’ get to the money, you know we ain’t worried ’bout nothing at all
Red carpet, I’m putting it on, you n!ggas boring, y’all making me yawn (Shh)
I’m making a song, better be grateful I’m putting you on (Shh)
I’m tryna stay calm, you keep on yapping, might wake up my son
They know I’m hot as a sauna, sometimes I gotta remind ’em (Ooh)
Fu*king your ho in designer, yeah, she losing her marbles, mancala (Damn)
Show me the new season and I promise I got it (Let’s go)
I put it on every day, it’s like the Met Gala

[Chorus]
Put a hundred dollars on pump four
I’m finna ride in a Maybach
In the city, so I gotta stay strapped
I got n!ggas shooting at your wave cap
Back home, them n!ggas be saying, “Me and DDG go way back”
You know if you ever waved at me, then I wouldn’t wave back
Why do these keep tryna get into the music? Can I have my fu*king wave back?
I fu*king hate that, they hating on me because I adapt
To any given situation, please do not fu*k with my patience
I get claustrophobic, the mansion is spacious
I only wear black, but a n!gga not racist