Jumpshot 98 Video (MV)

Hit me, turn that beat up, man, yeah
Talkin' reckless, I'm gon' pull up like I'm Stephen
You go against the grain, bitch, you bout' to learn your lesson
Niggas trippin', bite the hand that feed him

I don't need him, I was gettin' money
Any given Sunday, Willie Beamin', you was fiendin
Hold up, uh, look
Talkin' reckless, I'm gon' pull up like I'm, look

Peep me out the door, real 2-3 shit, look, stop playin', dude
Ayy, look, uh
Talkin' reckless, I'm gon' pull up like I'm Stephen
You go against the grain, bitch, you bout' to learn your lesson

Niggas trippin', bite the hand that feed him
I don't need him, I was gettin' money
Any given Sunday, Willie Beamin', you was fiendin
Yeah, you thought that shit was super sweet

Like the letter after T, you gon' get caught up in these streets
I'm a beast with no leash, no justice, no peace
Nigga, f*ck the police, I'ma rap till I'm deceased
Tony Hawk, how I be grindin'? Mannie fresh, I'm big-timin

Niggas say they with it, but I know they just be lyin
I focused on my vision, got it down to perfect science
Play with me, I'm slidin' like bad front alignment
He gang bang, f*ck the pigs, duck the chain gang

Niggas show they true colors, bitch, you lame, lame
Ain't shit change, new day, different dollar
Put me in the game, coach, I'm a top scholar
Gotta watch your partners, they be snakes in the grass

You know life a marathon, I was chasin' that bag
Yeah, you know the envy real, I can see it in your face
Caught the case, switched states, still made it home safe
Niggas hate they own face, you better stay up in your place

Rollin' blunts to the face, this shit louder than mace
Kevin Gates, big stepper, duck the pigs like pepper
That dick make her come, but that money gettin' wetter
You can stop it, bitch, you're not tryin' to get physical

Gotta finish you, you know we really smokin' ten of you
Sendin' niggas straight to spiritual, I reached my pinnacle
I'm thuggin', grindin' hard, bitch, this the interlude
Talkin' reckless, I'm gon' pull up like I'm, look

Talkin' reckless, I'm gon' pull up like I'm Stephen, look
Talkin' reckless, I'm gon', ayy
Peep me out, though, two, three, shit, look
Hit a lick, then we stashed in the bando

We Jackson, Samuel, fully clipped with ammo
Stuntin' like I'm Bird, niggas gettin' on my nerves
We gon' get it done, you just gotta send a word
I told you I'm gon' get it on a clock or a curve

Told you I'm gon' get it on a clock or a curve
Yeah, nigga, that's my word
That's my word