Ghostemane Jumpshot (feat. Bexey & E Meta)
[Intro: Ghostemane]
(Bout to take a jump shot)
(Pass me the rock)
[Chorus: Ghostemane]
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 f..ck my bitch from the back
[Verse 1: Ghostemane]
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
F..ck her 'till her body splits
[Verse 2: Bexey]
Every time that piece of shit is
Wanna f..ck 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 f..ck 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, f..cking hurt, brains out (Bruh)
Now I'm gone (Bruh) and I fell down (Fuck bye)
[Hook: Ghostemane]
'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
[Verse 3: EMETA]
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
[Chorus: Ghostemane]
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 f..ck my bitch from the back