Gum in My Mouth

[Verse 1]
I'm just here to pop shit (Pop shit)
Flow will get the whole party lit (Party lit)
We can never quit, we too legit (Too legit, uh)
Butcher Brown, man, we is the shit (The whole gang)
Bump it in the whip for who you with (For who you with)
I see your name a lot when I'm on my phone (Ring-ring, ring-ring, ring-ring)
And without the bag you get a no (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah)
Time is leaving so I got to go (Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go)
'Cause I'm catching a ride, ain't got no space for speeches (No space for speeches)
Every day I go hard while you stay soft like peaches (Stay soft like peaches)
Fill that quota sippin' sodas on the beaches (Oh)
Hold up (I had gum in my mouth)

[Verse 2]
I got gum in my mouth, they can't see shit
Paper bag, give it to me, I'm leaving
Got the whip in the traffic, I'm weaving
Yo, they handed it to me, not even
I be grinding like every season
It's so automatic, ain't no reason
Step into my office, have a seat and
Take a breath and tell me what you needin'
Take a couple racks for your troubles
Go on, slide it to the gang
Get a bag of chicken wings and some brown water for the hang
Fucking up the road, the Virginia sound, Butcher Brown, we bang
Wise woman once told me "Nigga you gotta sing"
International
We the startin' five like '96 and, yeah, that's factual
Seven and eleven on the dice, that's why we piping you
I can do what you can not, spaceship to the top
Never slip, fall off when the clock tick-tock
Have the paper ready when the album drop
Have that bag ready when I pull up out front
Evel Knievel is how we stunt
Mind on the grind for what you want
MT with the fire and the flame, don't front
Does anybody really know the meaning?
It's Tennishu and Butcher Brown for all you wild heathens