kay creme – get jumped lyrics
(hook x2)
fast jump
mac pump
fast jump
fat blunt
get yo -ss, f-cking jumped
in this club, full of monks
fill you up, with this pump
talking sh-t, get you slumped
you know, i don’t, give a f-ck
you know, iont, give a f-ck
(verse 1)
p-ssy n-gga keep on talking (yah)
hit his -ss with this water (aye)
i might f-ck that n-gga daughter (yah)
my og will f-ck his momma (aye)
get rasibe, get you slaughtered (yah)
in this b-tch, counting commas (aye)
presidential like obama (yah)
blow a n-gga like osama (aye)
get yo -ss f-cking shot in this b-tch
n-ggas hating tryna plot on my wrist
b-tch she taken, why you watching my b-tch
drip like water like i’m washing a dish
duck b-tches y’all gone mock on this d-ck
bad b-tches, they gone hop on this d-ck
new n-ggas say my watch looking sick
old n-ggas bout to hop on this diss
little n-gga what’s your issue aye
i might have to get my pistol aye
your b-tch blow me like a missle aye
in the p-ssy make it whistle aye
when she walking, that sh-t jiggle aye
diamonds shining, full of crystals aye
keep that sh-t real, keep it simple aye
fight for my n-ggas like civil aye
n-ggas talking get to jumping aye
ain’t no fair ones, b-tch we dumping aye
give yo b-tch d-ck and she love it aye
shoot a n-gga up in public aye
(hook x2)
fast jump
mac pump
fast jump
fat blunt
get yo -ss, f-cking jumped
in this club, full of monks
fill you up, with this pump
talking sh-t, get you slumped
you know, i don’t, give a f-ck
you know, iont, give a f-ck
(verse 2)
n-gga you know i don’t give a f-ck
n-gga don’t try me you push your luck
hit wit the stick like a hockey puck
beat on that p-ssy, that upper cut
n-ggas i grew up wit acting brand new
i done played ball wit these n-ggas in school
now when i see em, these n-ggas is fu
might have to rob these n-ggas for they shoes
i don’t give a d-mn what a n-gga really feel
i might have to pull on these at the hill
come up out the cut, and have to pull up in the field
n-gga talking all that sh-t, i might have to show em what’s real
b-tches be talking, i call my sister, come & meet em
if she got a brother i stomp his -ss in my adidas
kicking with yo b-tch, you would’ve thought we made up fifa
n-ggas be broke as f-ck & be asking for a feature
d-mn
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