Jumpman Ringtones

Uh Yeah Ayy, ayy SooWoo Kill a nigga, voodoo Nigga tryna fonk, I get paid more than you do (nerd) I'm top ten, cook a nigga, bowl of noodles Niggas' whole clique soft, one pit' and four poodles (Yeah) Better not push me, I'm to the edge (I'm to the edge) Niggas tryna bang, now he dead (Nerd) Free the home team, fuck feds (Yeah) You can find me somewhere in the post gettin' bread (Huh?) Uh, double G's, but it's Louis (Louis) I'll smoke a nigga real quick, he a doobie Ratchet lil' bitch want Salute Me or Shoot Me Stand under the hoop, I got vert', Lil Uzi (Bang) P Funk, nigga, this clique business (Clique business) Brodie, if you got a problem, then I'm in it On your corner with a rocket like Kelly Olynk (Huh?) Would call you back, but this bitch hit different (Yeah) Stupid, ayy, peep this too I'm with a lil' bitch tryna see my troops (Tryna see it) I really lick quick, you can see I shoot (Yeah, yeah) My brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue Ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin' through (Nigga) Shooters diss, if I lose, it's a fluke (Yeah) Jumpman, pull a skit, can't hoop (Yeah) SS, grab the G's, we the truth (Truth) SS1, 30G (Nigga) Touch who? Get thirty-three (Bah-bah) Fade who? Nigga, get cheese (Huh?) Dick ain't free 'til you bring it home to me (Ho) Thug life, ex-bitches downgraded (Yeah) They can see me gettin' through, still wouldn't even make a statement I'm the greatest, I'll bet forty thou' that I make it (Yeah) Left the bitch high maintenance after fuckin' with the player (Word) Great aim, niggas got on fake chains, can't hang You ain't never shot a stick, can't gang Fuck an HK, I been on point since a rookie (A rookie) If I ever see a what's-his-name, I'ma cook him (Bitch) Big B's, niggas got bitch T's Type of niggas throw fits, you gon' get the bitch free When it come to me, I let it off if I please Won't freeze, if the cops see me, I'm gettin' ski Stupid, ayy, peep this too I'm with a lil' bitch tryna see my troops (Tryna see it) I really lick quick, you can see I shoot (Yeah, yeah) My brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue Ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin' through (Nigga) Shooters diss, if I lose, it's a fluke (Yeah) Jumpman, pull a skit, can't hoop (Yeah) SS, grab the G's, we the truth (Truth)

100 round drum I'm blowin' Any car come on this block we on 'em Jumpman Jumpman drip like Jordan Opp just died you kno we enjoyin it If we don't get 'em today We will get 'em tomorrow I can go where I want With them sticks in the car Too deep in the game Yeah I know I'ma target If you need you a stick Then go check on the market I gotta a hitta in the circle I'm smoking on zaa and I'm sippin' that purple I keep me a shooter You bluffin' he nervous He don't respect this shit Get put outta service I gotta fat butt bitch I be fuckin' on purpose I got a brand new clip but the stick still dirty I'm with that hop out gang We know how to bury ya Nigga better watch dat car 'Cause them shots gone hurt Can't say what I'll do when I see him in person I need shit to get done if I tell you it's urgent Lil' bruh geeking to kill ya we say he a virgin I was the one on the drillz hittin' that .30 I was the one with the big Ass bag and the billz Go scope on there block make sure there (insert word) This shit that I'm drinking this shit ain't for children I ain't dropped my nuts since I was a lil' one 100 shots yeah I tote like an Arab Nigga kept bluffin get put on a (insert word) Back door play I'ma draw up a two man Alias car just me and my hitman Switch on the back of the gun So it shoot fast Opps keeping ducking Them shots they too fast I'm fucking his bitch so he Want me to do bad Niggas be bluffin I know He ain't gon do shit 100 round drum I'm blowin Any car come on this block we on 'em Jumpman Jumpman drip like Jordan Opp just died you kno we enjoyin it If we don't get 'em today We will get 'em tomorrow I can go where I want With them sticks in the car Too deep in the game Yeah I know I'ma target If you need you a stick Then go check on the market I gotta a hitta in the circle I'm smoking on zaa and I'm sippin' that purple I keep me a shooter You bluffin' he nervous He don't respect this shit Get put outta service I gotta fat butt bitch I be fuckin' on purpose I got a brand new clip but the stick still dirty I'm with that hop out gang We know how to bury ya Nigga better watch dat car 'Cause them shots gone hurt