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Trummpin Video (MV)




Performed By: Essence
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: S B




Essence - Trummpin Lyrics




I be trumppin' bit, I don't f*ck with my president
Put a napkin in your shirt, said suck me with that elegance
Bitch said she depressed, said you broke can't be both now
Tell some evil niggas, pull up to your residence

You're talkin' like you're tough, but your wallet's in recession
Chattin' reckless, I'll leave you out with no protection
Posted with the team, no doubt, we got the lesson
Stacks touchin' ceilings, got the game, no second guessin'
I've got the playbook, every move's precision
Run my own show, while you're just in the division
Risin' up the ranks, while you're still on the bench
Posin' on the 'gram, but your bank's in a trench
Think you're a threat, but you're just another critic
My phone rings, it's money, got no time for the gimmicks
No time for games, I'm stackin' up digits

Actin' like a king, but you're stuck in the pawn shop
Boastin' 'bout your wins, but you're takin' a long walk
Flexin' like a boss, but you're livin' in mom's spot
Claimin' you're the truth, but you're lost in the wrong plot
Sayin' you're the plug, but you're missin' the hot spot
Talkin' 'bout the game, but you're missin' the shot clock
Claimin' that you're real, but you're rockin' a knockoff
Braggin' 'bout the cash, but you're chasin' a lost cause
Actin' like a boss, but you're late on the car drop
Sayin' you're the beast, but you're just in a soft spot
Talkin' 'bout the grind, but you're punchin' a time clock
Claimin' you're a king, but you're sittin' in the wrong spot
Sayin' you're the wave, but you're ridin' a small dock
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I be trumppin' bit, I don't f*ck with my president
Put a napkin in your shirt, said suck me with that elegance
Bitch said she depressed, said you broke can't be both now
Tell some evil niggas, pull up to your residence

You're talkin' like you're tough, but your wallet's in recession
Chattin' reckless, I'll leave you out with no protection
Posted with the team, no doubt, we got the lesson
Stacks touchin' ceilings, got the game, no second guessin'
I've got the playbook, every move's precision
Run my own show, while you're just in the division
Risin' up the ranks, while you're still on the bench
Posin' on the 'gram, but your bank's in a trench
Think you're a threat, but you're just another critic
My phone rings, it's money, got no time for the gimmicks
No time for games, I'm stackin' up digits

Actin' like a king, but you're stuck in the pawn shop
Boastin' 'bout your wins, but you're takin' a long walk
Flexin' like a boss, but you're livin' in mom's spot
Claimin' you're the truth, but you're lost in the wrong plot
Sayin' you're the plug, but you're missin' the hot spot
Talkin' 'bout the game, but you're missin' the shot clock
Claimin' that you're real, but you're rockin' a knockoff
Braggin' 'bout the cash, but you're chasin' a lost cause
Actin' like a boss, but you're late on the car drop
Sayin' you're the beast, but you're just in a soft spot
Talkin' 'bout the grind, but you're punchin' a time clock
Claimin' you're a king, but you're sittin' in the wrong spot
Sayin' you're the wave, but you're ridin' a small dock
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Writer: S B
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