Jstar Hefner - Jumpman (Freestyle) lyrics

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