Come closer Oh-oh, oh, yeah Let's take a jet to Aruba, I know it sounds nice, ooh ooh You gon' fall into my trap, you gon' fall right through Even when you're with your lover and your phone's on mute When I call you an Uber, you gon' come right through Need

I ride foreign cars, ooh ooh I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar I ride foreign cars, yeah Ooh, yeah, huh, ooh ooh Lil Pump, Lil Pump, ooh ooh Pull up to the strip, ooh

Ah ooh, ooh ooh ooh, stranger, stranger In the arms of a stranger, pretendin' it's love Holding her closely, rememberin' your touch And I'm wrapped around your finger, even though I'm knocked up I'm wrapped around your finger, stranger, stranger You know

Ooh Ooh ahh, love yourself Take no chances, fuck that nigga I say ooh, ahh What you doin'? Laying in a bikini Yeah I'm okay. What are you doing? I'm in the studio

A better lover What do I gotta do, yeah (what do I gotta do?) And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh ooh Just give me some time so I can be a better lover It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part What do I gotta do, gotta do? You saw me

You should have known The price of evil And it hurts to know That you belong here, yeah Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare No one to call Everybody to fear Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah Nightmare!(now your nightmare comes to life)

Why you want to trip on me Why you want to trip on me Stop trippin' Ooh Ooh stop trippin' Yeah stop trippin' Everybody just stop trippin' They say I'm different They don't understand But there's a bigger problem

Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find something new Biddy-da-dum, boo'd up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo'd up That get me high like you do, yeah yeah That get me high like you do Listen my to heart go ba-dum, boo'd up Biddy-da-dum it just won't

Iced out chain (yeah) Iced out ring (yeah) Yeah she love my diamonds That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit) Foreign bitch with me (huh?) She do anything White diamonds on my wrist Bitch it's Gucci Gang (yeah) Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh

(I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no, oh I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah, all around in my home town They're tryin' to track me down They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a