Bumpa Grill

This for them Fords, Oldsmobiles, Buicks, and them Chevys

Cadillacs 24 inches high, slidin' on Pirellis

Candy-coated gloss hair bands low, it scrape tha belly

Beat in the trunk turnin' buildings into confetti

Country grammar like Nelly, we speak with a drawl

But slower, somethin' like in our slabs, we creep and we crawl

Hit a button, you know the roof and screens fall

Jammin' screwed up Tela, though we ain't too tired to ball

Roof be candy-coated, Caprice flippin' like I'm the law

See that shirt on that bop, got enough knock to pop It off

Old-head cats tellin' me, "Chalie you need to knock it off!"

I just did, look again, see? I'm 'bout to pop the bra

I'm from the dirty third coast where we keepin' it raw

Yo' slab's up against ours, you think that you're beatin' us? Naw

Re-pimp yo' ride 'cause slabs down in the south be nasty, y'all

Think that it's somethin', just wait till we pull out them classic cars

Candy paint drip like it was fresh out of molasses jars

Futuristic, got customization, it's way past the stars, man

I got my mind on forum but I'm swangin' bumpa grill

Got my, got my mind on forum but I'm swangin' bumpa grill

I'm swangin' the bumpa grill, I'm swangin' the bumpa grill

I'm swanging the bumpa grill, bum, bum-bum-bumpa grill

I got my mind on forum but I'm swangin' bumpa grill

Got my, got my mind on forum but I'm swangin' bumpa grill

I'm swangin' the bumpa grill, I'm swangin' the bumpa grill

I'm swanging the bumpa grill, bum, bum-bum-bumpa grill

Ain't no need in askin' boy, yes, I'm a winner

Bourbon on 24 with VVS in the spinner

Leather seats and my name in diamonds rest in the center

The only time this whip get caressed is in the winter

Never a beginner, I'm a iced-out champ

Lift the bracelet on my wrist and catch a iced-out cramp

I'm a dog and my woofers barkin' nothin' but Freeon

'Cause it's powered by an iced-out amp

Hol' up, hold up Rapid Ric

I'ma slow down and bring it back for my boy Brandon Chisom in Tyler, Texas

'Member the first CDs I ever got on

Ain't no holds barred baby

Ain't no need in askin' boy, yes, I'm a winner

Bourbon on 24s with VVS in the spinner

Leather seats and my name in diamonds rest in the center

And the only time this whip gettin' caressed is in the winter

Never a beginner, I'm a iced-out champ

Lift the bracelet on my wrist and catch a iced-out cramp

I'm a dog and my woofers barkin' nothin' but Freeon

'Cause it's powered by an iced-out amp

Platinum princess cuts, or invisible sets

Goin' up against us is like you're makin' invisible bets

You can't see us, envious **** wantin' to be us

Untamed, already off of the chain, you can't free us from the South

Platinum, metal VVS diamonds in mouths

Swangin' 'round in my slab, showin' boys what we 'bout

Think you got anybody better? Well, put up your cheddar

Then tell 'em Chalie Boi said, "Get up, go get 'em and bring 'em out

Best in the Lone Star State

Earning guava, motherfucka, everything is still great

Country boy not from the city but me be makin'dd my way

Because me grind and me hustle, me makin' my pay

From no ice to iced up, broke ass to priced up

Me slangin' CDs in the hood like mules sellin' white stuff

Multi-million dollar and the price keepin' the wake up

In the palm of me folks and a pound of dro that light up

Clean's the mans that throw shines from my ear to my grill

Got you moanin', got my pay and keepin' my chest on chill

Sellin', come flick 'em down and see that's how we live

Diamonds in our mouth, know what I'm talkin' 'bout

That's how it is

Mane, grab it quick

Grab it quick

They keep havin' to call like the mixtape a panic, mane

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