Bump It lyrics

[Intro]
War's too nasty
Like what, like what?
Like what, like what?
Like

[Verse]
I don't get why you b*tches be hatin'
How you feelin' we could get it shakin'
It's up with whoever, it ain't no debatin'
Ally she with me and she movin' dangerous (Ally)
Any b*tch that I'm with; she on go
Please come outside when we come to your door
Y'all can keep the cappin' in the shows
When I see y'all in person I'm doin' the most
Anywhere when it's lit, then it's lit
Go get a life if you suckin' my di*k
Can't control when I'm talkin' my sh*t
Don't invite me to link, cause I'm takin' that trip
Top 5 real b*tch don't @ me
f*ck all thе talkin' just send me the addy
If shе chattin' I'm bеatin' her badly
Flatten her out, turn that b*tch to a patty
Like what?
Since when all you b*tches was tough?
Let it rump, but I'm hearin' enough
And now, f*ck it, y'all pus*y I'm calling y'all bluff
Like huh, like what, like huh, like what?
All of y'all b*tches is putch
And I know that the bros know what's up
If they pass me the pole, then they know Imma up
And I said like
But these n*ggas be b*tches, be shady
Now it's up and she talkin' too crazy
I'm f*ckin' her up and she keep tryna play me
Hate my talk cause she know she can't take me
Ain't with the politickin' or the dissin'
And you b*tches ain't ever on missions
Like f*ck all this rappin' don't cap for subscriptions
And I know y'all can't take my position
And a b*tch run her mouth, but her hands cannot back it up
If you know you can't win, why you actin' tough?
Send her ass down, all that tough sh*t; I'm packin' up
I don't fight, gotta a blicky, I'm packin' sum
Bop how I'm boppin' a b*tch never stop me
Fake sh*t but she keep movin' c*cky
Maybe she gay, and this b*tch wanna top me
And she know that was never my body
Talk how I walk and I'm with it in real life
Let me know, I can show y'all I real fight
b*tches be beating on germs and get real hype
Take a L, I don't know how it feel like
Bad b*tches only, you know that we mobbin'
b*tches punchin' on walls over comments
Big rich b*tch, [?] apartment
She see me, you ain't leavin' no project
Claim disrespect, but she makin' her tummy tuck
On my bullsh*t, I swear I don't give a f*ck
Back on them n*ggas who think they could play with us
Told my brother move tac, he gon stay in touch
n*ggas ain't really promotin' the violence
Said b*tches ain't really on timin'
? she with me she ? slidin'
Tell C Blu take me out, Imma line him