Woo

Bop, pssh, brrt, yeah

Boop-boop-boop

Wah-uh, yeah, uh, woo (Ooh-wee, yeah, ooh-wee, yeah)

Yeah, what is this?

Huh, wah-uh, wah-uh, what?

Woo, woo, woo

Wah, Jump-Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman (Woo, woo, yeah)

I think that lil' ho up to something (Oh yeah)

Where your bitch-ass? (Bitch) Homicide, outside, bitch

P-put on this shit for my mama (For my mama)

I'm bringing that dough, yeah, I don't sip no liquor (Yeah, woo, bitch)

And ass on my girl, yeah, I'm pourin' the lean (Bitch, doot-doot-doot-doot)

Got so many whores, I can't count with my fingers

I don't even know what to do with them (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)

Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman (Woo)

I think that lil' ho up to something (Oh yeah, ayy)

I smoke all my weed, having fun (Yeah, let's go, woo)

A lil' extra in the blunt (Fuck that bitch, woo)

I play the bitches like a puppy, huh (I play all my bitches)

A nice lil' 'fit for my bro, yeah (In a white, in a white 'fit)

It's not the money, switch up, yeah (Not the money, not the money)

He not making money at all, he broke (Woo, woo)

**** want smoke, let me smack (Pssh, w-what's up? Woo)

Can put it to end, gotta smack (Uh-uh, oh yeah, woo-woo)

I'm whipping the pot and it's magic, heh (I'm whipping it, I'm whipping it, I'm whipping it)

I think that her ass gettin' fatter

Got Gucci my shirt, I got Prada my glasses (Oh yeah)

She wanna sex me 'cause my fashion (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo)

She 'bout to suck me 'til she pass out (Yeah)

Bop-bop-bop-bop, brrt, brrt, brrt (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)

Hold up, bitch, I walk around with a stick like I'm Ray Charles (Woo, I'm shootin' the blick, woah)

And-and I'm still servin' the shit on the same block (Woo, woo, servin' the shit, go, woo, ****, what?)

P-p-p-pussy **** sh-shot you down like it's Jay Rock, ayy

Hold up, tch (What?)

I'm in my bag for sure (Pssh, go, woo)

The bitch throw that shit in a circle (Throw that shit, ayy)

I'm tryna get fried off them Percs, woo-woo (I'm tryna get fried, oh)

No, he couldn't flee from the murder, huh (Yeah, oh my God)

And now **** leavin' the Earth (RIP, RIP)

She put too much shit on my nerves

I got sauce, bitch (What? What? Woo, tch, baow, baow, tch, yeah)

Woo, woo, woo (Pfft, ugh, ugh)

Wah, Jump-Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman (Woo, woo, yeah)

I think that lil' ho up to something (Oh yeah)

Where your bitch-ass? (Bitch) Homicide, outside, bitch

P-put on this shit for my mama (For my mama)

I'm bringing that dough, yeah, I don't sip no liquor (Yeah, woo, bitch)

And ass on my girl, yeah, I'm pourin' the lean (Bitch, doot-doot-doot-doot)

Got so many whores, I can't count with my fingers

I don't even know what to do with them (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)

Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman (Woo)

I think that lil' ho up to something (Oh yeah, ayy)

I smoke all my weed, having fun (Yeah, let's go, woo)

A lil' extra in the blunt (Fuck that bitch, woo)

I play the bitches like a puppy, huh (I play all my bitches)

A nice lil' 'fit for my bro, yeah (In a white, in a white 'fit)

It's not the money, switch up, yeah (Not the money, not the money)

He not making money at all, he broke (Woo, woo)

Hold up, tch (What?)

I'm in my bag for sure (Pssh, go, woo)

The bitch throw that shit in a circle (Throw that shit, ayy)

I'm tryna get fried off them Percs, woo-woo (I'm tryna get fried, oh)

No, he couldn't flee from the murder, huh (Yeah, oh my God)

And now **** leavin' the Earth (RIP, RIP)

She put too much shit on my nerves

Bitch, fool me, like— woo