Skepta - Jumpman (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Ft. Drake and Future

(Verse: Skepta)

Yeah, rolled mine, rolled mine, rolled mine what these niggas smoking?

Tattoos on my skin means I ain't fucking joking

Dem' boys tweeting visions, dem' boys up to sumething

Smoking wit the Jumpman out in Paris, it was bait

Ya can't smoke wit me cause ya got sumethin' on yo face

I hit that Ginobili wit my right hand on my waist

Talking to a top boy, look a top boy in the face

Throw up, time to die, man I got paintings on my case

Roadman, roadman, roadman, I flew out the country

Where was ya when I was in the gully?

Oh now ya see the vision, now ya want some money?

Tryna send me e-mails, I just fool wit them to grace

Tracksuit Mafia, we get the star from outer space

Wasteman, wasteman, wasteman, ya copy and paste

Topboy, topboy, smoking jetpack in the eights

Charlie Sheen I'm winning, neva come in second place

(Verse 2: Future)

Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman

I just seen the jet take off, they up to sumethin'