Chris Brown, Young Thug, Gunna - She Bumped Her Head lyrics

(Makers) i'll pull up on 'em, pull up
Yeah shit, I'll get it, no cap
(Run that back, Turbo) sEX

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)
I don't know what a nigga told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him
(Should've told) i be draped in Margielas
And I don't need credentials
(Don't need 'em, don't need credentials
Baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises
(Beat it, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)
'Cause a nigga was travelin' (No cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)


Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
'Cause these niggas been trippin'
(Both us got 'em, fool)

I triple up, pour my cup and it's all 'Tussin
My coupe got nitro and all dustin' (yeah)
We smokin' these niggas like kush
Yeah, when we fuck on these hoes
Make 'em gush (Woo)
Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne
Head to Tootsies
I fuck on your ho and she say that my pussy
I wet paper napkin, I'm wipin' my dick off
This Actavis slushin'
My ho drink that Cristal
She wrapped in saran
Dressed fresh as she can
'Cause, I just been playin' with these bands
(Racks)
I open my hand, there's nothin' but bands
Now YSL big as Japan (On God)
I head dropped in the Lam'
Ducked fast as I can
'Cause, I was gettin' trailed by a van
(Skrrt) i'm poppin', my mama, my bitch
And even my baby mama whip a sedan (Woo)
I just spent some bands
Spent five hundred grand
I'm waitin' on these bags to land (Racks)
I'm cool as a fan, you play with my man
And we come and takin' your land
I took YSL from here to the can
And it got niggas waitin' to land (Slatt)
I told all my niggas, "Sit back, it's a scam"
When these niggas go on a rant

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)
I don't know what a nigga told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him
(Should've told) i be draped in Margielas
And I don't need credentials
(Don't need 'em, don't need credentials
Baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises
(Beat it, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)
'Cause a nigga was travelin' (No cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
'Cause these niggas been trippin'

Spent a whole hunnid racks on the plain Jane
That's a cool pretty penny
You lil' bitty bitches
Know me by my first and my last name
I done went got the riches
I'm out your division
I'm fuckin' these hoes in the backstage
No, I don't do no kisses
She know I just tip her and send
Her on home like a Backpage
I been playin' with this ice
Look like Ice Age
I just got me a rose gold chain
It remind me of Moët
Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain
Should've seen how I wore it (yeah, yeah)
I call the slimes that'll pull up with
The things that'll kill all the noise
After US, now I'm headed out to Spain
I got foreign lil' whores
That biscotti, I smoke it like a train
Smell that shit in my kidney
I got lil' shawty inside a Mulsanne
She don't know it's a Bentley (No, no)
She asked me for a lil' help on her back
End and you know that I did it
Found the old check and I went to go cash it
Lotta money we gettin'

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)
I don't know what a nigga told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him
(Should've told) i be draped in Margielas
And I don't need credentials
(Don't need 'em, don't need credentials
Baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises
(Beat it, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)
'Cause a nigga was travelin' (No cap)
Had to put all my young niggas on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
'Cause these niggas been trippin'
(Both us got 'em, fool)

I ordered two more two-tones
Callin' my plug on two phones
Lambos, six-fours, got it offset
It's sittin' low my shit stainless
Don't put your fingers on it
No, these ain't no finger waves, bitch
This ain't Tony! Toni! Toné!
I feel like Kurt Cobain
Hit the brain with the shotgun
Yeah, my niggas do it for me
I never shot one
And watch her get on her knees
Give me that rug burn
I told her I got five on me, send me the wire
(O oh)

My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (yeah, SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (No, shh)
I don't know what a nigga told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him
(Killin' him, should've told)
I be draped in Margielas (Ooh ooh)
And I don't need credentials
(Don't need 'em, don't need credentials
Baby)
If a nigga can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises
(Beat it, girl, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Oh)
'Cause a nigga was travelin'
(No cap, we ain't cappin')
Had to put all my young niggas on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing
(Ooh, yeah, no jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
(Ooh, yeah)
'Cause these niggas been trippin'
(Ooh, yeah, both us got 'em, fool)

That biscotti, I smoke it like a train
Smell that shit on my pores
This my lil' shawty first
Time inside the Lam'
She can't open the doors
I do not fuck with you disloyal niggas
Thought the world could be yours
Cross out the double and hit
Him with a triple, it ain't no other choice