Jumpman, Jumpman
Put these rappers
In trunk man
My b**h leg spread open
Like the f**ing junpman
Balling on this n***as
Like timothy duncan
I get what I want
When really get nothing
Woaah
I just took your chick
Before I hit
I use her throoooat
n***as be sneak dissing
That's some sh**
That we don't knowhow
Yous a yesman yesman
But she always Tell you no
I f** your chick on the low
After that I gotta go
But I'll 've back
Rolling woods by pack
Keep your birch on my lap
I'm just telling em facts
I gotta sack
And I been in a trap
I don't lie in my raps
I jug and I stack
n***as don't want it with Star...
I got it I put that on God!
I keep the weed in a jar
I like my b**h with no bra
I love the weed I'm smoking
This sh** is so potent
No backwoods, you joking?
I caught her eye and I noticed
You are not fly you just floating
Hefner coming Ima spazz out!
You never seen a trap house
I'ma go and take the cash route
You can go and take the back route
Bend her over blow her back out
Backwoods I bring packs out
War time we bring straps out
Bet you don't know what that bout
I get the work & I'm serving
You get the work & cnt work it
I hit the b**h & I'm swerving
I touch a beat & I murk it
I know you p**y In person
Clowning you n***as no circus
Know what you worth boy your worthless
These n***as p**y
With purses!
Lil n***a
What your purpose
I write hefner
Down in cursive
I body these n***as
With verses
Competion
Go in hearses
Hottest n***a
You can smell the smoke
Loud pack
You can smell the dope
Do he got it?
n***a Idk
We gon take his sh**
Then adios
Backwoods strictly
Bad b**h with me
We gonna run this city
With that bull sh** miss me
I got it
I got it
I got it all
I f** your birch
Then I'm gone
I run it up on my own
Got you chick
All up in my phone