Songtexte Jumpman - Cheecho

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