Jumpman (feat. T Rell)

Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s

[Honey Cocaine]
I be on a move fam
I was coming home with some bands, every show a youngin’ leave with new fans
I gotta hustle cause’ I got too much to lose fam
Old friends who got new plans, but now I know more than I knew then
I see them hating nigga, screw them
I ain’t looking at them hoes
I’m looking through them
Realest bitches do it
Mama said she always fucking knew it
Dream it then pursue it
Wake them niggas up like who this?
Watch what you tell these hoes, bitches can’t be trusted is what I tell my bros
Smarten up is what i tell my folks, never will i sell my soul, I'm too fly, bitch

Came through stuntin
Keep it 100
I ain’t worry ‘bout no nigga
Too busy getting money
Throw them racks up
Watch it all fall
Jordan in the 90s
Nigga I ball

[Honey Cocaine]
When I tell you ass jump, jump
Bitch you better you jump, jump
When I catch you, don’t front, front
When I tell you ass jump, jump
Bitch you better you jump, jump
When I catch you, don’t front, front

[Honey Cocaine]
Call the shots I’m a boss bitch, if you got a problem you can meet me in my office
You ain’t talking no money, you ain’t a topic
Couple months grinding, couple months in the tropics
Bitch, I been bout the profit, all you broke niggas be the softest
The real ones never gossip, fuck if he say he down, I stay cautious
I feel no way for no bitch, no way I’m gon' quit, no way he gon’ hit
I lay your whole clique, then spray your whole clique
I slayed the whole brick nigga
Best believe I kill for my bitches, even got a will for my bitches
Your weak ass never chill with my bitches, why the fuck you still in my business?

Came through stuntin
Keep it 100
I ain’t worry ‘bout no nigga
Too busy getting money
Throw them racks up
Watch it all fall
Jordan in the 90s
Nigga I ball

When I tell you ass jump, jump
Bitch you better you jump, jump
When I catch you, don’t front, front
When I tell you ass jump, jump
Bitch you better you jump, jump
When I catch you, don’t front, front

[Trell]
Nigga I’m from H G C
Feel like Phil when I wore them 3s
Word around the hood yeah they all know me
Word around town yeah I swerve the rarai
Get your money LA king nigga raise the banner
When a real nigga coming through you show some manners
When a real nigga coming through you change your grammar
When a real nigga coming through you raise your camera
Roll with a 3 piece ‘bout to do some damage
Sharp shooter Reggie Miller nigga I can manage
Yeah yeah nigga I can manage
But who would have thought my bitch made a million
I didn't plan it
Yeah yeah
Jump jump nigga
Tiny nitty, lil punch ain’t scared of no nigga
Honey sweet sweet cocaine no liquor
Relly Rell here to murder every nigga

[Honey Cocaine]
Came through stuntin
Keep it 100
I ain’t worry ‘bout no nigga
Too busy getting money
Throw them racks up
Watch it all fall
Jordan in the 90s
Nigga I ball

When I tell you ass jump, jump
Bitch you better you jump, jump
When I catch you, don’t front, front
When I tell you ass jump, jump
Bitch you better you jump, jump
When I catch you, don’t front, front

Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
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