21 Jump Street

[Intro]
(Ayy, Wooski, I think we got one)
(Who invented the mafia?)

[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
Why they keep saying that it's up, nigga? (Ah-ah-ah)
Bitch, don’t you know I'm slidin' with chop? It’s a must, nigga
Ayy, ayy, weed smell like musk, nigga
Bend a block or two, shout out Cam 'cause he touch niggas
Come on, bro, you don't bust, nigga (You don't shoot, nigga)
Nigga ass bust a band if he touch niggas (Touch niggas)
Nigga, we the main topic, give it up, nigga (Ayy)
Bitch busting base for 2One, tryna fuck with us (Ayy, ayy)
Damn, watch lil' shorty go (It's the gang)
Bitch, my niggas need commissary, so, bitch, you gotta ho (Gotta ho, bitch)
Damn, yeah, that fully blow
If you posted up on your block, we do a pick-and-roll

[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
Creep through his shit, nigga
Hoppin' out that whip, nigga
On 2One, nigga, that's it, nigga (Ayy)
I just made a fifty ball and ain’t post it, fuck your pic, nigga
Creep through his shit, nigga
Hoppin’ out that whip, nigga
On 2One, nigga, that's it, nigga (Ayy)
I just made a fifty ball and ain’t post it, fuck your pic, nigga (I got bands, nigga)

[Verse 2: AirItOut JuJu]
Kangaroo Jack kicks landing when them Drakeys squirting
All them shaking on them drills and shit makes me nervous
K rounds and F&N bullets will break a nigga surface
Caught a sucka and we just whipped his feet, his body wasn't worth it (It wasn't worth it, nigga)
Bro caught a sucka, it was a cold case
In love with this Glock, I can't leave it, it’s my soulmate (I can't)
Fully go, "Rrah, rrah, rrah," and make the ground shake
High heels gave 'em blisters on her feet, I need a Band-Aid
Before I leave the spot, I grab that wop so I know I'm safe
We won't leave the scene until it's bloodstains and yellow tape
Gotta use a nickel with two hands because I know it quake
How he leave the house with no oven? Boy, you an Easy Bake
Before I leave the spot, I grab that wop so I know I'm safe
We won't leave the scene until it's bloodstains and yellow tape
Gotta use a nickel with two hands because I know it quake
How he leave the house with no oven? Boy, you an Easy Bake

[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
Creep through his shit, nigga
Hoppin' out that whip, nigga
On 2One, nigga, that's it, nigga (Ayy)
I just made a fifty ball and ain't post it, fuck your pic, nigga
Creep through his shit, nigga
Hoppin' out that whip, nigga
On 2One, nigga, that's it, nigga (Ayy)
I just made a fifty ball and ain't post it, fuck your pic, nigga (I got bands, nigga)