Jumpman

T!

Where Hoody at?

No Ceilings

One xan, one xan, one xan

Lord, I'm tryna cut back

Hol' up, hol' up, where my cup at?

My bitch got that comeback

Real one from the jump, man

I'm killing the Jumpman

I ain't got no ceilings, no need to look up, man (uh-uh)

AK, AK, AK, street-sweeper, no dustpan (bap-bap)

Been a stuntman since a young man

Extra gun if one jam (bap-bap)

Stuntman since a young man

Extra gun if one jam

On my Carter 5 shit, this one for the thumb, man

Yeah, this one for the duff-bag

Yeah, this for where I'm from at

Yeah, my goons break in your house like BruhMan

Yeah; click-clack

Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam

Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam!

Shh... silencer on the gun, I go Silence of the Lamb

Ooh I'm up man, up man

Them Viagras got me up, man

And we pull up, man; up and dump and dump and dump

Then scrrram - screech

The harder I fall, the farther I reach

The water might fall, but life is a beach

When my number’s called, I get out my seat

When my niggas ball, I give em my speech

You might hit a wall, or end up like me

You might have to crawl, but get up like me

And you bite before bark, never I before we

And you pray before eating

And you lay with your heat

And you stay with your heat

And you lay on your mink

Bitches lay at your feet

And you play with your kids

You don’t play with these niggas

Don’t play on these streets

I don’t play on these beats

I don’t play bout my money

You heard what I say; no replay, no repeat

Don’t be playing with me

Don’t be playing with we

I don’t play with no Wii

I’m OK, I’m OG

I’m O. J. on these beats

I OD on these beats

I'm M-O-B-B-B-B on these streets

Say what you say, you don’t be on these streets

Cause if we see you, it’s on S-I-G-H-T

Belie'e that

Tunechi

One xan, one xan, one xan; all I need is one xan

Knock me out like punch bag

Got me slump like humpback (gone)

Muddy-muddy-muddy, I just drunk a mud bath

Muddy-muddy-muddy, I need me some mud flaps (sippin)

Real one from the jump, man

Real one from the jump, man (real one)

On my Carter 5 shit, this one for the thumb, man

Money long, I got that money tall like Kazam (Shaq)

I just popped a combo, ain’t talkin' McDonald’s (medicine)

I just popped a bottle, ain’t talkin' no liquor (medicine)

I’m talking Actavis, I’m talking to the sippers (pour up)

I’m talkin to a stripper, she gon let me pimp her

You talkin to the police, so that’s who you tippin?

Ohhh, that’s a no-no, that’s a no-no, ohhh

Had coke since Polo and Girbauds

Had coke since Arsenio

White girl; Marilyn Monroe, Demi Moore

I’m in LA with my skinny hoes

But they faces look like centerfolds

I’ve been taking all these chemicals, damn

Now they faces aren’t identical, damn

Watch these niggas turnin into hoes, bop-bop

Watch me turn a nigga into smoke, bop-bop

Watch me turn a million into four, voilà

Watch me turn Miami to NO, uh-huh

Watch me turn the sand to some snow, uh-huh

In a Phantom with Chinchilla floors, drop-top

Hit Atlanta like Gorilla Zoe

Holla at my baby mamas, I love them the most

Shout out Lauren on the west, she playin her role

Literally, on the set, she playin a role

Niggas really rep the set, we stay in our mode (turned up)

Spiritually I’m just blessed, I pray for my hoes (amen)

Tunechi hoppin off the jet, G open my door (thank you)

Spittin since Das EFX, my flow in control (skibbidy)

Pimpin since Das EFX, my hoe in control (pimpin)

And I just popped a combo, ain’t talkin McDonald’s

Niggas hear that click-clack, ooh-ooh

I know I'mma get my shit back, ooh-ooh

We aiming this thing at your body

We aiming this thing at your nose

Hollow tip bullets, blue tip bullets

Well you’re gonna get shot with them both