Jumpman

[Intro]
DJ Swish
It’s WillThaRapper nigga
Jumpman, jumpman
Aye, aye, look

[Verse 1]
Jumpman, jumpman, hoe
Prep out your mask or get jumped
Keep purpin’ up at your ass will get slumped
And I start every day with a blunt counting cash with a blunt in my hand
Or with a gun in my hand that Will you skunk like a man
Your shooter a bitch and I know you just a snitch
You get slumped on that stand for pointing your hand
That’s when I’m closing your mouth
I keep the door to your house and then find your spouse
Put that four all in her mouth
And watch her throw slow out her skull
Shit will get real, yeah boy your bitch will get killed
I smoke out this side to steel
Tell that bitch to chill
She won’t get shit outta Will
Not even the tip out the bill
Man, she got to chill

[Verse 2]
I put that gay out in Philly
Broad she practice like semis, I’m not talking finals
I blow the semis like smoke like a chimney and smoke like a hippie
Niggas don’t get me maybe cause pussies can’t feel me
Your guy knew that niggas can’t hit me or he would steel me
Tell him just pull up and kill me I bet he killed out the city
Shout out to city
Shout out to any young nigga who really be bout what they rapping
I know some niggas who killers
And niggas who know they ain’t about shit they be chatting
I know some niggas that be about action
Most of these niggas need to be acting
If you a nerve out the purp, why you trapping
Won’t have to hustle a nigga, just ask him
I won’t be serving no hands or grabbing no mask
If my lil’ ass live in a mansion
I would be fucking these bitches or coughing or something
I know some niggas that really bout action
Or taking vacations to Hampton
I will be throwing some parties, popping some Molly’s
And doing these drugs, then I dance
Then I’m in the trenches walking around on my leg
Ducking and dodging the Feds
Niggas be scared, I put a nigga on sale
Put a half grand on his head
If I got bread, I do him like Debo and Craig
I put a brick on his head
Whoa, whoa, aye

[Hook]
Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman
I might need a stuntman aye, aye
Purp or you’ll get jumped man
I don’t need no gunman aye, aye
Rappers think they fucking with me
Must be lunching aye, aye
I can’t do no shows if I can’t get my gun in aye

[Verse 2]
Talking bout the whole clip
These rappers buzzing some cold shit
They tweet a lot to look Twitter tough
Not a little slut, but a whole bitch
My whole mixtape crank boy
No midget shit, this dank boy
I smoke with those in my tank boy
This 93, what you think boy
My bankroll on OB
She give good brain, that’s no teeth
This bitches lose, ain’t no leash
This loud make a ngga nose bleed
Oh wait, boy I be balling like Jordan
Told her don’t call I’m recording
That bitch annoying
Texting and calling my phone
And she know in her ass got a boyfriend
Boy I don’t want her
I fucked her once and I’m through
She not my bae or my boo
She still fuck with you
I think she fucked my whole crew
But whatever that shit on you
Do what you do
Aye, jumpman, jumpman
It’s WillThaRapper nigga