WillThaRapper - Jumpman lyrics

[Intro] DJ Swish It's WillThaRapper n***a Jumpman, jumpman Aye, aye, look [Verse 1] Jumpman, jumpman, hoe Prep out your mask or get jumped Keep purpin' up at your a** 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**h 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** will get real, yeah boy your b**h will get k**ed I smoke out this side to steel Tell that b**h to chill She won't get sh** 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***as don't get me maybe cause pussies can't feel me Your guy knew that n***as can't hit me or he would steel me Tell him just pull up and k** me I bet he k**ed out the city Shout out to city Shout out to any young n***a who really be bout what they rapping I know some n***as who k**ers And n***as who know they ain't about sh** they be chatting I know some n***as that be about action Most of these n***as need to be acting If you a nerve out the purp, why you trapping Won't have to hustle a n***a, just ask him I won't be serving no hands or grabbing no mask If my lil' a** live in a mansion I would be f**ing these b**hes or coughing or something I know some n***as that really bout action Or taking vacations to Hampton I will be throwing some parties, popping some Molly's And doing these d**, then I dance Then I'm in the trenches walking around on my leg Ducking and dodging the Feds n***as be scared, I put a n***a 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 [Hook] Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman I might need a stuntman aye, aye Purp or you'll get jumped man I don't need no gunman aye, aye Rappers think they f**ing with me Must be lunching aye, aye I can't do no shows if I can't get my gun in aye [Verse 2] Talking bout the whole clip These rappers buzzing some cold sh** They tweet a lot to look Twitter tough Not a little s*ut, but a whole b**h My whole mixtape crank boy No midget sh**, this dank boy I smoke with those in my tank boy This 93, what you think boy My bankroll on OB She give good brain, that's no teeth This b**hes lose, ain't no leash This loud make a ngga nose bleed Oh wait, boy I be balling like Jordan Told her don't call I'm recording That b**h annoying Texting and calling my phone And she know in her a** got a boyfriend Boy I don't want her I f**ed her once and I'm through She not my bae or my boo She still f** with you I think she f**ed my whole crew But whatever that sh** on you Do what you do Aye, jumpman, jumpman It's WillThaRapper n***a