CHUMBUCKET

By PNTHN

On Potluck

Released on February 20, 2018

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[Intro]

Yeah baby, it's the PNTHN baby...


[Hook: Bun B]

They living, they living, they living, they living

Laid in big houses, with pools in the back

Laid in laid in big houses so you never see us act

Laid in big houses, with pools in the back

Laid in laid in big houses so you never see us act


[Verse 1: Tony Tone]

It's your favorite little drummer boy

Put dick up in her tummy

Toy with hearts like Christmas morning

Break em off like its nothing

Break em off like I’m Dez

In the end zone, heads up

Anybody's game

So its best that I’m the next up

Hol' up

Cuz I ain't got time for a lil white lie

In the middle of the night

Ooze drip from the wall

I don't ever try

Every comment ever liked

Took it all to head

Loose legs when i fall

Winter time winner time

Sinner mind

Get it I minimize many dimes

Ventilaze air I breathe

Hail so sweet when I sail

Thru the ozone won't grow up

Betta scare all you old folk


[Verse 2: dc4prez]

One time for my gang

In this bitch nigga get in my lane I switch

Sun shine everyday

Tit for tat bet that ass I'll be late again

Run on 8 percent

Sleepy eyed still see thru lies

Like bih ok lets play pretend

DC prolly need 2 times yuh

Icky vicky ho want me for my shiny teeth ok

50/50 split tag along my limousine ok

I pass it off as grief at least my ass'll call a spade a spade

She passive when she speak i gon and pass it off to pink


[Chorus: Pink Ranger]

Lil bitch wanna lay with my hoes (she do)

Lil bitch wanna come to my shows (come on)

Lil bitch wanna drink my sauce (drink up)

Lil bitch wanna lay with a boss (get cozy)

Pink Range, Red Range

Ten deep can't fuck with my gang

Two minutes she screaming my name

Two blunts take it all to my brain


[Verse 3: TwoHorizonRa]

Big Tex, who next

Boutta catch a barrage atcha neck

I’m the best out who flex

Ain’t no rest for the wicked

Doin’ burnouts figure 8 wheel spinnin’ge

Paint still drippin’

Rock girls outta socks

Bet I melt in her mouth then I pop rock and drop

Gimmie slop top in a drop top from the chop shop

Ought not test us them dudes stay winnin’

Ain’t no gold teeth still me teeth shine grinnin’

I’m now in my prime

Optimus prime

Optima whippin’ in brand new Lacoste

Third coast do most and we’ll leave you a ghost

Toast to my partners and cowgirls who know

Bombin’ on folks sittin’ coach

I do not fit in I float, I rock boats

Outta lakes full o’ flakes how I cope


[Verse 4: Kenny Casanova]

Oo oo oo oo I can put it on a ho

I done reached freeza mode, and my hair turning gold

Whip whip whip whip, like a trick up my sleeve

Got my bitch on her knees, and her tits double d's

Like Ed Edd n eddy, leave my ho lookin messy

She gon kick it cause I let her, wanna ride my Beretta

And it used to be the Jetta but I'm now looking betta

Cuz a nigga is a savage imma need a Barbarella

And I think about the money so a nigga bouta sell out

The club full of fuck shit da gang about to head out

She sweat out her weave and she biting on the pillow

She think I'm a freak and I ain't about to pull out pull out pull out

95 whipping in a school zone

Smelling like a lick call me Hugo

I ain't got time to check the Hublot


[Chorus: Pink Ranger]

Lil bitch wanna lay with my hoes (she do)

Lil bitch wanna come to my shows (come on)

Lil bitch wanna drink my sauce (drink up)

Lil bitch wanna lay with a boss (get cozy)

Pink Range, Red Range

Ten deep can't fuck with my gang

Two minutes she screaming my name

Two blunts take it all to my brain


[Verse 5: YD]

I'm not Houdini but I’ll take off with your bitch

She can’t see me tho

High key, keep it on the low

That’s a sloppy hoe

Whippin fours, Uncle Phil that doe

She don’t want no more

Candy paint drippin I’m feeling draped

Riding wit my woes

Ima be pullin up right by the door

Cashin the checks that I keep on the low

Bangin that screw and you already know

Choppin that bun and we choppin that Moe

New sweats, cool skates

Niggas runnin but it’s too late

Got a nigga flying, I don’t need a cape

Make a nigga dripped out, feelin draped


[Verse 6: Jedi Chancellor]

Unomomento no need to act like this done mean something

I'm down with the easy loving

Ain't no stressing ain't no bugging

Lay up grow up playa

Quit with the rim stuffing

Pass it to your friend loving

Dish assist no ball grubbin

Free love hippy dippy sifting tryna poke something

Geeked up tripping slipping pimpin I ain't mean nothing

Back up I ain't even say dat we could be something

Why you acting where your brain, I should've never got you busted