"JUMP SHOT (BLOOD SWEAT TEARS)" lyrics
(feat. Atl Smook)
Yeah
You got a uber? Pull up over here
You got a uber? Pull up
Bet
She mad as hell
You got a fucking know though
Hol' up, l don't even know how I got that shit
Ay, Never gotta said that only disapprove, disapprove
Niggas don't fuck with you until you get them bands & that mula
Never been accepted, just rejected, my life full of disapproval
Fam ain't love my girl, I ain't love me till I got that mula
All the opps is smart, so I'm like bleach with that choppa stain remover
Tryna do me dirty trust me buddy I could be way crueler
Fuck a thot put my trust in the guap
Fuck a thot put my trust in the gun
Stay at rodeo get shot
Shawty look good on some funds
Diamonds are here on the gun
They be the UPS 1's
Swear that I'm on it like cartel
'Cause I got it while fucking them 1's
Treat my opps, like my chop'
Take it for wrestling them back out the trunk
30 on my VVS don't go blind tryna stare at the sun
They got a lot to say but not to my face on the allegation assumptions
I ain't gone for none of that bullshit then your man gone for none
She on the back of her bag, for real
Like I ain't know what I have done
I probably pass on the girl of your dreams
You treat her like she number 1
You know that I'm never sober for real
Step on the scale, it weigh a ton
Stick all of my cars ain't gone for none
Catch a body I go on a run
Baby you proud that I slept on the floors for real we came from the slums
Making America great again D-D-Donald Trump
Fifty shades of that grey, that's that goose, baby it leave you slumped
MJ, 23 fuck a gun tryna take a shot just jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, just jump, jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, jump, she jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, jump, she jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, jump, she just jump
Can't fuck with that boy with the racks
No we can't come around here
Fauni pulled up in a scat
I'm in that big body Benz and can't steer
Fucking that hoe she like yeah
Lil joint eastside boy she crunk
Doing these things got one
Eating real good we out scatter for chrome
I got stink shoes sitting in the cut
Hands staying up like a monk
I tell a baby she show me something
Might get bust like a pump
No BBL, she straight from Brazil
My little baby came plump
'Rari 458 fell in love with that foreign my trunk in the front
I'm gone
I got finessed for fucking wiht you
Fuck my heart I'll never hear it
Supercharge, 6 speed, dust you I ain't even gotta switch gears
Look at my skin tone, can't trust police and can't even call my peers
Pain, blood, sweat and tears last time I ever felt fear
Fear
Fear
Last time I ever felt fear
Fear
Pain, blood, sweat and tears
You got a uber? Pull up over here
You got a uber? Pull up
Bet
She mad as hell
You got a fucking know though
Hol' up, l don't even know how I got that shit
Ay, Never gotta said that only disapprove, disapprove
Niggas don't fuck with you until you get them bands & that mula
Never been accepted, just rejected, my life full of disapproval
Fam ain't love my girl, I ain't love me till I got that mula
All the opps is smart, so I'm like bleach with that choppa stain remover
Tryna do me dirty trust me buddy I could be way crueler
Fuck a thot put my trust in the guap
Fuck a thot put my trust in the gun
Stay at rodeo get shot
Shawty look good on some funds
Diamonds are here on the gun
They be the UPS 1's
Swear that I'm on it like cartel
'Cause I got it while fucking them 1's
Treat my opps, like my chop'
Take it for wrestling them back out the trunk
30 on my VVS don't go blind tryna stare at the sun
They got a lot to say but not to my face on the allegation assumptions
I ain't gone for none of that bullshit then your man gone for none
She on the back of her bag, for real
Like I ain't know what I have done
I probably pass on the girl of your dreams
You treat her like she number 1
You know that I'm never sober for real
Step on the scale, it weigh a ton
Stick all of my cars ain't gone for none
Catch a body I go on a run
Baby you proud that I slept on the floors for real we came from the slums
Making America great again D-D-Donald Trump
Fifty shades of that grey, that's that goose, baby it leave you slumped
MJ, 23 fuck a gun tryna take a shot just jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, just jump, jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, jump, she jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, jump, she jump
Ball in your court, take the game winning shot, just jump, jump, she just jump
Can't fuck with that boy with the racks
No we can't come around here
Fauni pulled up in a scat
I'm in that big body Benz and can't steer
Fucking that hoe she like yeah
Lil joint eastside boy she crunk
Doing these things got one
Eating real good we out scatter for chrome
I got stink shoes sitting in the cut
Hands staying up like a monk
I tell a baby she show me something
Might get bust like a pump
No BBL, she straight from Brazil
My little baby came plump
'Rari 458 fell in love with that foreign my trunk in the front
I'm gone
I got finessed for fucking wiht you
Fuck my heart I'll never hear it
Supercharge, 6 speed, dust you I ain't even gotta switch gears
Look at my skin tone, can't trust police and can't even call my peers
Pain, blood, sweat and tears last time I ever felt fear
Fear
Fear
Last time I ever felt fear
Fear
Pain, blood, sweat and tears
