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Jumpman
1
New Age
Jumpman è stato pubblicato il 16 gennaio 2026 da Wii come parte dell'album Jumpman - Single
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Data di uscita16 gennaio 2026
EtichettaWii
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM63

Testi

(Michael Beats made it)
Sitting in this kitchen surrounded by walls
I swear that I'm John Snow
Grabbed hold of my shoulders
Missionary, she screaming out, "Boy, don't go slow"
I ain't never lacking, the type to bring
This pole and leave my phone at home
These **** capping, talking about they'll
Do this but still ain't caught no one
23 Like that, I jump man
Hit a **** for 50k, bought brand new smoke, he can't come back
I thought you was my darg, I guess these bitch **** ain't got man
I see the jakes and skrr them
I'm on license, I can't hold no stop checks
Babes, I gotta keep swerving
**** know what I'm like, I'm the type
To put bro on and pay him a rack a week
How the fuck could they be mad at me?
Used to get it the same exact way
'Til I came home and I just grabbed the neek
Shit's different now, these bitch ****
Think that they can get back at me
55 For this new one, yeah, this Glock gon' cause some tragedies
Still lurking Mayfair, serving tickets
Told mum I won't make it back for tea
Still bought a whole brick and took a savage OT
Then watched him cook the beef
Told bro I'll handle all the technical shit
I'll build this phone, just make sure Heartz fully
Involved when it's time to touch them streets
We ain't beating 'round no bush
I'll get his mum wigged just to show him what it is
I used to climb through windows to turn rats
Now I put beef just on this strip
I'll burn this hood, I ain't forgiving shit
Watch me back this blick and get him hit
(Spin the— and peep them bells, I ain't forgiving it)
Fresh out the box, I need a brick before I start my day
I can't be broke but fuck this job, told bro I need a stain
Grew up in the trenches, watched my mother struggling, bills to pay
See a **** get shot in front of my face, I ain't got things to say
Skrring on these back roads, getting rid of white, I hate KKK
He bitch made, keeps talking on my name but he ain't done the same
I thought we was real close but the
Things I'm hearing sounds mad to me
All I need is scales and an empty phone
I'll bring back the bag with me
Stay whipping O's and whipping snow
Up this pole, this **** froze
Where's the grub? Take off them jewels
He ain't got shit, he thinks I'm a fool
I left the crib, that's paid in full
Keep on getting evil thoughts like, "Bro, tell me what do they say?"
All these **** bitch made
Cruising in North West with this blick on me, this stick on me
Like, why this **** snitch on me?
Got me four years in the can, that's not
Only time, shit just got flipped on me
Literally, SRB put packs up in the air
Now I got them on the strip for free
He wants to speak, that's not for free
Written by: Wii Smoke
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