Jumpman, Jumpman

Put these rappers

In trunk man

My bitch leg spread open

Like the fucking junpman

Balling on this niggas

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

Niggas be sneak dissing

That's some shit

That we don't knowhow

Yous a yesman yesman

But she always Tell you no

I fuck 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

Niggas don't want it with Star...

I got it I put that on God!

I keep the weed in a jar

I like my bitch with no bra

I love the weed I'm smoking

This shit 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 bitch & I'm swerving

I touch a beat & I murk it

I know you pussy In person

Clowning you niggas no circus

Know what you worth boy your worthless

These niggas pussy

With purses!

Lil nigga

What your purpose

I write hefner

Down in cursive

I body these niggas

With verses

Competion

Go in hearses

Hottest nigga

You can smell the smoke

Loud pack

You can smell the dope

Do he got it?

Nigga Idk

We gon take his shit

Then adios

Backwoods strictly

Bad bitch with me

We gonna run this city

With that bull shit miss me

I got it

I got it

I got it all

I fuck your birch

Then I'm gone

I run it up on my own

Got you chick

All up in my phone