letra de jumpman - shootergang kony
[intro]
uh
yeah
ayy, ayy
[verse 1]
soowoo
k!ll a n-gga, voodoo
n-gga tryna fonk, i get paid more than you do (nerd)
i’m top ten, cook a n-gga, bowl of noodles
n-ggas’ whole clique soft, one pit’ and four poodles (yeah)
better not push me, i’m to the edge (i’m to the edge)
n-ggas tryna bang, now he dead (nerd)
free the home team, f-ck 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 n-gga real quick, he a doobie
ratchet lil’ b-tch want salute mе or shoot me
stand under the hoop, i got vеrt’, lil uzi (bang)
p funk, n-gga, 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 b-tch hit different (yeah)
[chorus]
stupid, ayy, peep this too
i’m with a lil’ b-tch tryna see my troops (tryna see it)
i really l!ck quick, you can see i shoot (yeah, yeah)
my brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue
ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin’ through (n-gga)
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)
[verse 2]
ss1, 30g (n-gga)
touch who? get thirty-three (bah-bah)
fade who? n-gga, get cheese (huh?)
d-ck ain’t free ’til you bring it home to me (ho)
thug life, ex-b-tches 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 b-tch high maintenance after f-ckin’ with the player (word)
great aim, n-ggas got on fake chains, can’t hang
you ain’t never shot a stick, can’t gang
f-ck an hk, i been on point since a rookie (a rookie)
if i ever see a what’s-his-name, i’ma cook him (b-tch)
big b’s, n-ggas got b-tch t’s
type of n-ggas throw fits, you gon’ get the b-tch 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
[chorus]
stupid, ayy, peep this too
i’m with a lil’ b-tch tryna see my troops (tryna see it)
i really l!ck quick, you can see i shoot (yeah, yeah)
my brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue
ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin’ through (n-gga)
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)
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