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lirik lagu slump dotty - jumpshot

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[intro]
grah grah grah
grah
550 f~cking lifestyle

[chorus]
e~every trip on that block imma test out my jumpshot (grah grah grah)
i’m tryna fl!ck but the boys make it dumb hot (grah grah grah)
n~n~ggas only booked just to post for a mugshot (dummy)
throw back with the bros cause [?] in one shot (baow baow baow)

[verse 1]
i do a drill, make it back in a demon
i hear the guys [?] up, now i’m piecin’
sidestep with the gun, take aim and release it
you can tell i got g when i walk, i be leanin’
i tried to throw but the g wasn’t g’ing
when i backed out the glock, brodie thought he was dreaming (baow baow)
black tints, tryna see who that be, lower the window, i start squeezing
this lil b~tch a thootie, on bro, she a demon
she like how i f~ck, the d~ck got her creamin’
i~i tried to hit from the back while i’m speaking, when i’m done with the mission, i leave while she sleepin’ (baow baow baow)
he got blessed with the chop while he sneezing, ball like a warrior, shoot like arizin
accurate aim when i throw from the fields, i let off the chop, they gon’ receive it
[bridge]
b~tches really get me mad, word to my dead (baow baow)

[verse 2]
you don’t know i do, i could merch on my deads i was always acting bad (baow baow)
y’all n~ggas p~ssy, y’all rap about scenes y’all n~ggas never had (p~ssy)
i used to do edits, but now i’m outside, i’m looking for a bag (word to my deads)
oh, you tryna box, bet, watch how i get with my knuckle
thought i was loafing but it was in my buckle
jack beef with my gun cause i don’t do the tussle
g2c, i’m backing out the duffel
i’m frail, but i could knock him out his muscle
ain’t throw enough, i had to go redouble
beat him like michael, rock him down like russell (dumb lil n~gga)
gotta watch how you bop on the street, n~ggas haters
i’m tryna troop through the block like a ranger
when i’m backing out henry, imma cause some danger
[?] flock kept throwing, he ain’t care for strangers
don’t got the chop, cut him down with the razor
imma rip through his coat with the g, bullets major
if he loaf on my court, the odds are in my favor
if you lack with your b~tch, word to bro imma bang her

[chorus]
e~every trip on that block imma test out my jumpshot (grah grah grah)
i’m tryna fl!ck but the boys make it dumb hot (grah grah grah)
n~n~ggas only booked just to post for a mugshot (dummy)
throw back with the bros cause [?] in one shot (baow baow baow)


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