JumpMan lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
SooWoo
Kill a n*gga, voodoo
n*gga tryna fonk, I get paid more than you do (nerd)
I'm top ten, cook a n*gga, bowl of noodles
n*ggas' whole clique soft, one pit' and four poodles (Yeah)
Better not push me, I'm to the edge (I'm to the edge)
n*ggas tryna bang, now he dead (Nerd)
Free the home team, f*ck feds (Yeah)
You can find me somewhere in the post gettin' bread (Huh?)
Uh, double G's, but it's Louis (Louis)
I'll smoke a n*gga real quick, he a doobie
Ratchet lil' b*tch want Salute Mе or Shoot Me
Stand under the hoop, I got vеrt', Lil Uzi (Bang)
P Funk, n*gga, this clique business (Clique business)
Brodie, if you got a problem, then I'm in it
On your corner with a rocket like Kelly Olynk (Huh?)
Would call you back, but this b*tch hit different (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Stupid, ayy, peep this too
I'm with a lil' b*tch tryna see my troops (Tryna see it)
I really lick quick, you can see I shoot (Yeah, yeah)
My brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue
Ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin' through (n*gga)
Shooters diss, if I lose, it's a fluke (Yeah)
Jumpman, pull a skit, can't hoop (Yeah)
SS, grab the G's, we the truth (Truth)
[Verse 2]
SS1, 30G (n*gga)
Touch who? Get thirty-three (Bah-bah)
Fade who? n*gga, get cheese (Huh?)
di*k ain't free 'til you bring it home to me (Ho)
Thug life, ex-b*tches downgraded (Yeah)
They can see me gettin' through, still wouldn't even make a statement
I'm the greatest, I'll bet forty thou' that I make it (Yeah)
Left the b*tch high maintenance after f*ckin' with the player (Word)
Great aim, n*ggas got on fake chains, can't hang
You ain't never shot a stick, can't gang
f*ck an HK, I been on point since a rookie (A rookie)
If I ever see a what's-his-name, I'ma cook him (b*tch)
Big B's, n*ggas got b*tch T's
Type of n*ggas throw fits, you gon' get the b*tch free
When it come to me, I let it off if I please
Won't freeze, if the cops see me, I'm gettin' ski

[Chorus]
Stupid, ayy, peep this too
I'm with a lil' b*tch tryna see my troops (Tryna see it)
I really lick quick, you can see I shoot (Yeah, yeah)
My brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue
Ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin' through (n*gga)
Shooters diss, if I lose, it's a fluke (Yeah)
Jumpman, pull a skit, can't hoop (Yeah)
SS, grab the G's, we the truth (Truth)