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bump squad - pinot lyrics

[hook: benjamin+, mocking jay]
(okay, okay, hollup)
uh, didn’t see you through the weed smoke (uh+huh)
j phat like the cat when i roll that
chillin’ like pinot (yuh, yuh)
pack, chief it back, and i hold
they ain’t glowing like we though (nuh+uh)
you lack l+ster, motherf+ckers
they ain’t knowing what we know, we know
‘cause we know we like…

[verse 1: waycie groton, waycie groton & benjamin+]
marijuana’s actually why i feel i should pass this weed
noticed you wanna smoke with me, i’m tryna deny passively
‘cause pinot’s at the pad with me, wishing your mom and dad could see
how he wiggle so massively, fire, fire, catastrophe!
like, bump squad, roll another j if you will
enough about the stuff atop of capitol hill
i wanna decarboxylate at will, if you feel
psilocybin, proper timing, it’s a thrill, don’t you dilly dally
i don’t wanna take it down a levеl, do you hear
if you isn’t high enough, light up out the rеar
big ass cat calling you, never fear, yeah
pinot is so classy, raise your glass, dear, cheers!
lay it out
[verse 2: mocking jay]
pinot, emo, smoking up my greedo
storm into your party in a rented tuxedo
libido, amigo, “ay, dios mío”
found a latin chick, said i sound like gambino
primo, (primo), torpedo your ship
run up in a skiff with a half in the zip
pick delish, stick, then l!ck, ignite quick
big hit, sick trick, pass it around, then clip
just gassing it
if i ain’t puff+puff, i ain’t passing it
pack a bowl up with your stuff, inadequate, i got the baddest sh+t
big snoop dogg picking through my cabinets
and when the sun goes down, i’m living loud as sh+t
when the day comes, time to go explore a bit
rafting rivers in rio with finest of liquors
my good friend pinot with wine on his whiskers
raddest of the cats, man, he’s at it again
you’re smoking with the squad and their feline friend
forget about the ‘gram and the tiktok trends
when you smell the marijuana and the catnip blends
you’ll pick up the aroma, and maybe sink in the sofa
we’re smoking dope like we’re hova, and for sure, when the storm is over
you’ll be comatose, overdose from the flow of the four of us
and the wondrous love of the cat, chilling on the floor with us
adorable, might not be quite proportional
amazing that a friend like this is procurable
the ancient greek myths are notable
i’m a god of music, in fact, this cat is my oracle
a foe, i’m formidable, battles aren’t forfeitable
so when it’s k!ll or be k!lled, make sure that all is considered
‘cause i’m a lyrical wizard, and if my cat here gets injured
i’ll blow your body to splinters, and turn you into his litter, you heard?
[bridge: ramses, ramses & benjamin+]
we simply chilling like villains up in the lair
as my sinister larynx is blaring you’re starting to scare
we the magicians with vision, pulling sh+t out our derriere
s&p’s the way for me, bring back the kick and the snare
and i got that fundamental frequency
got that splash of human decency
miles ahead of ‘em, music is medicine
get it delivered intravenously
oh and you all that? motherf+cker said who
triple dog, ask anybody but you
with big ben, and we “bong bong”
want weak sh+t? got the wrong song, and i’m gone

[break: benjamin+]
chilling like pinot
they ain’t glowing like we though
they ain’t knowing what we know, we know, cause we+we+we+we+we

[verse 3: benjamin+]
we at the pad with pinot, we timeless like casinos
if you can’t see me through the weed smoke
come find me like it’s nemo, yo
i been sitting for a minute, but i’m in it to win it
and i got powerful syllables for the pushing of limits
and we got heaters on deck to make the speakers go apesh+t
shake the bas+m+nt, you can’t f+ckin replace it
taste it (taste it)
grind another bowl, don’t waste sh+t (don’t waste sh+t)
sticking another roll, gon’ face it (gon’ face it)
slap it on a batt, little bit of green crack for the inspo
fear the reaper, creeping through your headphones
ode to sleeper, glisten like gemstones
pr+ne to create, i disintegrate bone
with the homegrown sub+bass tone, you already know!
picking it up and i’m packing it up and i’m whipping it up with the people i love, i percuss like you never coulda done
i’m like a speeding bullet when i’m under the gun, and you may wanna run when you hear me come
dj pauly riddim with the marching snare buzz roll
thinking about bringing ‘em out, making ‘em shout for more
we writing songs about cats and sh+t, but like, are the people not feeling this?
you best be
[outro: waycie groton]
“…he wiggle so massively, like fire fire, fuh, fire”

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