Lyrics Jumpshot - Ghostemane, Bexey, E Meta

Jumpshot

Take a jump shot off a pussy boy back
Grab the Mac, put it back
And grab the baseball bat
Put a nail through it
Swing it 'till they don’t talk back
Ski mask, rock it while I fuck my bitch from the back
I’m a stone cold creeper with a Kurt Cobain demeanor
Mira me, I’m no believer, but I know what I believe in
When I die I’ll be sent in to a castle made of kief
And then I’ll keep on keepin' on
Keepin' a dragon witta chain (leash)
Take it back to '99 with the real club hits
I don’t ever go to clubs, unless I’m startin' mosh pits
Put a bitch on a torture table, tie up her wrists
Throw a gag in her mouth
Fuck her 'till her body splits
Every time that piece of shit is
Wanna fuck with a sacred species (Hah)
You can never intersect me (Nah)
Cause you in the deep end and I see you sinking sinking
Bring in the men to watch the chicks watch em like them
When I really wanna fuck her like this
When I eat her, you’re from Ibiza
When I answer everybody in your era (Yuh)
Take a jumpshot, I don’t care where you come from
I’ve been in a ghost town, for too long and insane now
Rain, rooftop boy
Gaze out, fucking hurt, brains out (Bruh)
Now I’m gone (Bruh) and I fell down (Fuck bye)
'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock
'Bout to take a jump shot, shot, take a jump shot
'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock
'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock
'Bout to take a jump shot, shot, take a jump shot
'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock
'Bout to take a jump shot in my white Reebok’s
'Bout to take a jump shot, bitch pass me the rock
Told you she needed meta creeping in the mist
Put the bird to the world, we a bunch a misfits
Smoking up cannabis, praying to the triple six
Mane, all the non believers rot in the 'byss
Let them suffer in their own piss, I don’t give a shit
I never really have lead chills down your shins
As we creeping, as we creeping, as we creeping all the time
As we creeping, as we creeping, I’m losing my mind
Take a jump shot off a pussy boy back
Grab the Mac, put it back
And grab the baseball bat
Put a nail through it
Swing it 'till they don’t talk back
Ski mask, rock it, while I fuck my bitch from the back