Jansport lyrics
by DJ Muggs
[Intro]
(Kilogram)
(Assassins)
Look, up on the building
KnahImean, man?
Throwin' out a f*ckin' helicopter, you heard? (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Grams in the JanSport (Yeah)
All that bullsh*t done ran its course (Man, get that sh*t the f*ck up outta here, man)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (Aha)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Swoop!)
Grams in the JanSport (Yeah)
All that bullsh*t done ran its course (That's right!)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (You heard?)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
[Verse 1]
Whip it with the fork
Wrist whippin' pure, havin' sh*t in a figure four since I slipped in the door (Son, knahImean?)
Talk about it, you livin' low
Blick in the kitchen drawer (Bow-bow)
Give 'em a blitz, brick walk
My hitter lift off, knock your lid off (Blow-blow-blow, blow)
Five-hundred-thousand in the f*ckin' wall (Chi-chi-chi-ching)
Bottle up
'Bout to summersault, cuddy took a hit of this
sh*t start rockin' likе a puppy jaw (Yo)
Rushin' with the drum in the car (Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bing)
Catch a L quick
Why sell knit?
I sеll bands, I be poppin' up parallel sh*t (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Can tell the clientele lit
Just bought her Chanel, can tell this b*tch (Swoop)
Feds get us, I ain't tellin' 'em sh*t (Nah!)
.227, extra extendo clip (Brrt)
Watch your element
Took a tab, fell into a paintin' on some Mario, Nintendo sh*t (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Burnin' the bag like Banjo-Kazooie
Ample ammo, son, I cancel your move (Bow-bow-bow, bow)
[Chorus]
Grams in the JanSport (Ayy)
All that bullsh*t done ran its course (Man, this sh*t over with)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (Aha)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Look, up on the building)
Grams in the JanSport (Yeah)
All that bullsh*t done ran its course (sh*t over!)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform
[Verse 2]
Stove top saucery (Swoop)
Improv robbery (Bow-bow)
Beat you 'cross the quarter ki'
Mob king wallabie (Yay!)
Wildin' in the Bellagio lobby, son, obviously (Know that)
Bottles of Cliq' by the case
Top models poppin' E (Ay!)
Pockets deep
Not cos your shine off with shooters, swish licks with the hockey mask (Doot-doot)
Now it's Versace robes with the Medusas (Aha)
Fifty-six grams of yay gone away, huh
Break ground
So much paper, need to rake, get a away, son, we spray rounds (Bi-bi-bi-bi-bing)
Broke the code of honor
[?], then tote the Tommy like Tony Camonte, provoke the drama (What's poppin', son?)
Poke the holy ghost, LSD blotter
Flow molten lava
Motive for scholars, we money-getters (Get this bread)
Vino rock the Valentino undercover sweater (Swoop! Look, up on the building)
You fold under pressure (f*ck outta here)
[Chorus]
Grams in the JanSport (Aha)
All that bullsh*t done ran its course (Man, this sh*t over with)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (Aha)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Swoop!)
Grams in the JanSport (Yay)
All that bullsh*t done ran its course
So much snow, look like a sandstorm
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform
[Outro]
Look, up on the building