Chief Keef - Jumanji lyrics

Keith Farrelle Cozart

[Chief Keef - Jumanji lyrics]

(yeah, It's about that mothafucking time)
(Chief Otto is in the fucking building)
(He Jumanji on you mothafuckas)
(Killing you mothafuckas)

I roll up flexin', rest in peace niggas
Every day is Halloween, trick or treat niggas
I got the loud pack for the sleep niggas
Roll up, get throwed, Bun B niggas
These niggas tryna see how
I don't see niggas
'Cause when I look in the mirror I see me
Nigga
Like the aliens, you better come in peace
Nigga
Or I'm letting animals out Jumanji, nigga

I let some lions out
The motherfuckin' board game
You got monopoly money
Boy your life's a board game
I got thotty money
But these hoes get nothing
Set to set, dick to dick
These hoes be fucking
Riding in the M6 bitch that's I8 cousin
High-speed chase from the cops
And now they hunting
Make his ass, fumble the ball
Now they punting
Imma make it fair and catch the gang
Now they running tadoe be my running back
He run that shit to the hundred
I got hoes up in Paris
I got bitches in London
I could have a billion dollars
Still gotta get me some money
If you a opp caught in the burbs
We leave your shit in the hundreds
Car like a hot wheel, bitch it's a hot car
I'm riding fast in this bitch
Going to get my thot
Like I'm in New York pull up on you
Give my block you can't serve here no
More, hit the bricks, kick rocks

I roll up flexin', rest in peace niggas
Every day is Halloween, trick or treat niggas
I got the loud pack for the sleep niggas
Roll up, get throwed, Bun B niggas
These niggas tryna see how
I don't see niggas
'Cause when I look in the mirror I see me
Nigga
Like the aliens, you better come in peace
Nigga
Or I'm letting animals out Jumanji, nigga

I got the hood bitch I'm
No fuckin' board game
I'm Yahtzee with the dice
How I up and roll them
Sosa let me hold some, boy your holdin'
Hold on sit tight, I gotta let my hoe in
Walk up in the party, see my shit swollen
I'm talking bout my pockets
This shit ain't folding this niggas to dim
These niggas ain't GLOin'
Throwin' money in the club, bitch
Rain coated she say she like her
Strawberry chocolate coated
I'm ridin' past the border eating guacamole
Alfredo, nigga fuck your mostaccioli
He throwing signs up
Like Chief So you gots to notice
I'm Stevie Wonder to the bullshit
With some keys
Since I'm running for the mayor
Bitch I get the keys
To the city, bitch I'm pullin' up
With the Ps big joints size my feet
Smoking Christmas trees
(Bang, bang, bang, bang)

I roll up flexin', rest in peace niggas
Every day is Halloween, trick or treat niggas
I got the loud pack for the sleep niggas
Roll up, get throwed, Bun B niggas
These niggas tryna see how
I don't see niggas
'Cause when I look in the mirror I see me
Nigga
Like the aliens, you better come in peace
Nigga
Or I'm letting animals out Jumanji, nigga

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