Jumpman lyrics

[Intro]
DJ Swish
It’s WillThaRapper n*gga
Jumpman, jumpman
Aye, aye, look

[Verse 1]
Jumpman, jumpman, hoe
Prep out your mask or get jumped
Keep purpin’ up at your ass will get slumped
And I start every day with a blunt counting cash with a blunt in my hand
Or with a gun in my hand that Will you skunk like a man
Your shooter a b*tch and I know you just a snitch
You get slumped on that stand for pointing your hand
That’s when I’m closing your mouth
I keep the door to your house and then find your spouse
Put that four all in her mouth
And watch her throw slow out her skull
sh*t will get real, yeah boy your b*tch will get killed
I smoke out this side to steel
Tell that b*tch to chill
She won’t get sh*t outta Will
Not even the tip out the bill
Man, she got to chill

[Verse 2]
I put that gay out in Philly
Broad she practice like semis, I’m not talking finals
I blow the semis like smoke like a chimney and smoke like a hippie
n*ggas don’t get me maybe cause pussies can’t feel me
Your guy knew that n*ggas can’t hit me or he would steel me
Tell him just pull up and kill me I bet he killed out the city
Shout out to city
Shout out to any young n*gga who really be bout what they rapping
I know some n*ggas who killers
And n*ggas who know they ain’t about sh*t they be chatting
I know some n*ggas that be about action
Most of these n*ggas need to be acting
If you a nerve out the purp, why you trapping
Won’t have to hustle a n*gga, just ask him
I won’t be serving no hands or grabbing no mask
If my lil’ ass live in a mansion
I would be f*cking these b*tches or coughing or something
I know some n*ggas that really bout action
Or taking vacations to Hampton
I will be throwing some parties, popping some Molly’s
And doing these drugs, then I dance
Then I’m in the trenches walking around on my leg
Ducking and dodging the Feds
n*ggas be scared, I put a n*gga on sale
Put a half grand on his head
If I got bread, I do him like Debo and Craig
I put a brick on his head
Whoa, whoa, aye