歌词
King DCN with this shit
You already know how it is
Yeah, Jumpman
Two Treys, droppin' this shit like I'm MJ
Excusin' my French, wearing PSGs
Shout out to M-fucking-bappé (Phew)
Two Trey
Dribblin' this shit like I'm MJ
I was kickin' that shit like I'm Pelé
Here I go again like I'm CJ (Phew)
Jumpman, shootin' three point shots like I'm twenty-three
If I was on the team, it's sixteen
Excusin' my French, wearing PSGs (Phew)
On TikTok live with the pen to paper
When I get that cash, it's plain Rolex
That body be gold, the strap bullets
Green face, no word of Ben 10
Drivin' on ice, got me spinnin' again
Hittin' up McDonald's, let me call friends
When I hop on that track, can you give me that cred'?
Even number, I need a fair cent
Niggas hate me like their best man
All these cretins talkin' shit behind my back
Why you threatenin'? Lose that fuckin' tough act
If you're tough, then say it with chest, fam
King DCN praying for that Maybach
Tinting up the windows so you won't see the king, fam
King DCN praying for that Maybach
Tinting up the windows so you won't see the king, fam
Two Trey
Dribblin' this shit like I'm MJ
I was kickin' that shit like I'm Pelé
Here I go again like I'm CJ (Phew)
Jumpman, shootin' three point shots like I'm twenty-three
If I was on the team, it's sixteen
Excusin' my French, wearing PSGs (Phew)