STATE JUMPIN

By BOBBYNICEE

Released on February 12, 2019

Thumbnail

[Intro]

Nigga just missed court today

(Gang,gang,gang)

Fuck that shit, fuck 12

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye


[Chorus: BOBBYNICEE]

Wait, I do the dash, I'm skippin' states

Nigga tryna run up, hit him in his face

Screamin' fuck 12, runnin' from the Jakes

I got the bands, put it in the safe

Say you got gas, that shit is laced

I pull a opp bitch with a face

I bust a nut bitch, How it taste?

Yeah her ass fat, but that shit fake

I do the dash, yeah I do the race

Nigga tryna run up, hit him in his face

Screamin' fuck 12, runnin' from the Jakes

I got the bands, put it in the safe

Say you got gas, that shit is laced

I pull a opp bitch with a face

I bust a nut bitch, How it taste?

Yeah her ass fat, but that shit is fake


[Verse 1: LIL NZA]

I dont sip no drop, so a nigga ain't coughing

I just got the drop from my shooter he bussin'

Me and NICEE kill that nigga with no precaution

Run up with a mop, put that bitch boy in a coffin

He say he got what I need, then I'm takin' it off him

Man I been juggin' these plugs, this stick ain't got no offer

I just took your whole job, you can't eat, are you starvin'?

I'm with BOBBY, we bendin' the licks, like we saucin'


[Verse 2: BOBBYNICEE]

Whether it is, we bendin' it in the back of the store

Nigga tryna run up, smoke him like a boat

I keep a 2-4, like I'm Kobe

Gotta spin his plug, yeah his name is Tony

Say you want beef nigga, you belony

Look at your diamonds, yeah them shit is phony

Look at my diamonds, yeah them shit is frozen

Got a foreign whip, but that shit is stolen


[Chorus: BOBBYNICEE]

I do the dash, I'm skippin' states

Nigga tryna run up, hit him in his face

Screamin' fuck 12, runnin' from the Jakes

I got the bands, put it in the safe

Say you got gas, that shit is laced

I pull a opp bitch with a face

I bust a nut bitch, How it taste?

Yeah her ass fat, but that shit fake

I do the dash, yeah I do the race

Nigga tryna run up, hit him in his face

Screamin' fuck 12, runnin' from the Jakes

I got the bands, put it in the safe

Say you got gas, that shit is laced

I pull a opp bitch with a face

I bust a nut bitch, How it taste?

Yeah her ass fat, but that shit is fake


[Verse 3: BUGSZY CITGLO]

I'm in the field, and I'm playin' for Chiefs

Oh he tryna run, hollows hit his teeth

I'm sippin' that wock, it put me to sleep

When I'm of a beam, I go Super Saiyan 3

I got the cose nigga, I'm a chief

He thought it was dirty, I sold him some clean

My shooters got good aim, hit him in his bean

I'm runnin' through O.T, we over in lee

He say he the plug, that nigga lie

This 40. gon' bake a nigga like a pie

I need my money blue like the sky

You reach for my chain, your ass gon' die

I'm on the 8 with Howie and Don

Oh yeah, I put him in a box like fries

You know we Saw, somebody gon' die

My shooters gon' pop out, they come out the sky


[Verse 4: DEE AURA]

Psh, Psh, huh, slide

Bitch with the gas, I'm tryna get high

I'm in the spot, I'mma give it a try

Boys in the hood, we shoot at your spine

You is a bitch, say it in your face

I'm up in the trap house, wippin' some cake

Hopscotch nigga, finna skip a state

It stay fuck 12 nigga fuck the case

I'm young, got money, niggas thinks I'm Drake

Back in the trap house, fuck a fase

We in the straight cold, tryna race

Ice Cube, I ain't had a long day

C-note, I be just takin' your cash like a Casino

Beat up two niggas together, for G though

Ain't no percs, we smokin' on weed though

Lookin' for Rilla, ain't lookin' for Nemo

I'm not a skater, I got a Moreno

Suck on my dick, that bitch a mosquito

I got on Vlone, it's orange like cheetos

Coutin up C-notes


[Chorus: BOBBYNICEE]

I do the dash, I'm skippin' states

Nigga tryna run up, hit him in his face

Screamin' fuck 12, runnin' from the Jakes

I got the bands, put it in the safe

Say you got gas, that shit is laced

I pull a opp bitch with a face

I bust a nut bitch, How it taste?

Yeah her ass fat, but that shit fake

I do the dash, yeah I do the race

Nigga tryna run up, hit him in his face

Screamin' fuck 12, runnin' from the Jakes

I got the bands, put it in the safe

Say you got gas, that shit is laced

I pull a opp bitch with a face

I bust a nut bitch, How it taste?

Yeah her ass fat, but that shit is fake