Rumble Lyrics by GoldLink
Damn, daddy, this shit crank
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I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
Uh, touch down my grid on my shit, I got risk on my bones, huh
This ain’t a rental, I rap it like rentals, my man gon’ make you watch your tone, uh
Speaking of me, I got blood on my sneakers from runnin’ the game too long, huh
This ain’t a thing that you fond of, pussy niggas wanna play like Juwana
Me and shorty might just bond up, huh (What)
That’s the sound of the riot [?], left off (They be like, I be like, they be like, fuck it)
I worshiped and drift off (They be like, I be like)
Look now I’m big dog, back up, let the fifth off (They be like, fuck it)
Co-come and get drift off (They be like, I be like)
[?] make ’em drop, do the criss-cross (They be like, fuck it)
Shoot from the hip, though (They be like, I be like, ah!)
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show up so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
Jackson
Getting losers (Losers)
I’ll be flyin’ (Flyin’)
On the longest (Longest)
Bottles poppin’ (Poppin’)
In the air (Air)
Huh
Outfits with the made in China on them tags
Team Wang on the beat, now bring them bags
When I touch down, they gon’ celebrate
Feel the tide [?], triple eight
[?], now rubber band
Rubber band, double G’s your fit (G’s your fit)
Play at The Forum, I know I’m the one (One)
Giving respect to her, but I feel none (None)
‘Cause you need the booty bae, you rubber band (One)
Journey to the West, I’m ready for the run (Bang)
That’s the sound of the riot [?], left off (They be like, I be like, they be like, fuck it)
I worshipped and drift off (They be like, I be like)
[?] now, pick them back up, let the fifth off (They be like, fuck it)
Co-come and get drift off (They be like, I be like)
[?] make ’em drop, do the criss-cross (They be like, fuck it)
Shoot from the hip, though (They be like, I be like, ah!)
“Rumble ft. Lil Nei & Jackson Wang 王嘉爾 ” Released on June 12, 2019