Asian Doll or Asian Da Brat was born on the 7th of December, 1997, raised i… Read Full Bio ↴Asian Doll or Asian Da Brat was born on the 7th of December, 1997, raised in South Dallas. She has changed a lot of destinations of traveling shifting from Georgia to California. She is a very popular rising rap star who has collaborated with the loudest names of hip-hop and rap. Her creativity began in 2015 when she created her first more or less noticeable set of compositions called ‘Rise of a Barbie Doll Gang’. The rapper is considered to be one of the most mysterious personalities of show business.

Get Jumped
Asian Doll Lyrics

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Bankroll Got It

Look, wait, had to stack my bread up, huh
G-Locks and Berettas, bro might blow
Don't wanna let him, huh
Wrist said it's 25
For the line 'member it was 25
For the dime, ain't have 25

At the time, now it's 25 for a rhyme, huh
Shoutout to my pops, most my mother
Mommy, you did everything
But pop showed me no other
Show me how to stay down, if they play it
Don't play around no 9m, it's K-Round
We laid up, don't lay down, ayy

I cannot fuck with a goofy, huh
I cannot fuck with a lame, huh
Little bro said he gon' do me
He must be dumb in his brain
He must not know all my
Niggas got unlimited aim
Have my lil bro off that score
He give a fuck 'bout the fame
Get to the money, I rack up, huh
Doot doom, I'm fucking her back up
Nigga be lame playing for the lackers
Can't go broke, won't happen, no
I wanna be, let's bankroll
I got a chop', came with a scope
Buddy gon' rob, but you a hoe
Nigga, I'm still, still, pause

Ayy, said opps bitch lacked, we jumped her
Boom boom, beat a bitch unconscious
These niggas be trash and dumpster
Geekin', tweaking, fucked up the function
Wanted a drill and he passed me the knot
Never tell on my nigga, no crank, he a thot
Never cheat on my nigga
In love with the Glock
Can't fight a lil bitch
So invest in the chop
Ayy, wanna be down with the gang so bad
These bitches be going out sad
187, get shoot through your mask
How you gon' beef when you know where we at?
Opps jump, bitches run
Niggas gun, catch your son
We don't do no 1-on-1
Just me and my Tommy gun
And I'm better, pussy wetter
Diamonds ice cold i rock Prada on my coat
So I put Prada on my toes
Don't invite me to no parties
I be takin' niggas hoes
If he think that I'm a player
I let this choppa wipe his nose

Look, wait, had to stack my bread up, huh
G-Locks and Berettas, bro might blow
Don't wanna let him, huh
Wrist said it's 25
For the line 'member it was 25
For the dime, ain't have 25
At the time, now it's 25 for a rhyme, huh
Shoutout to my pops, most my mother
Mommy, you did everything
But pop showed me no other
Show me how to stay down, if they play it
Don't play around no 9m, it's K-Round
We laid up, don't lay down, ayy
Said opps bitch lacked, we jumped her
Boom boom, beat a bitch unconscious
These niggas be trash and dumpster
Geekin', tweaking, fucked up the function
Wanted a drill and he passed me the knot
Never tell on my nigga, no crank, he a thot
Never cheat on my nigga
In love with the Glock

Can't fight a lil bitch
So invest in the chop

Overall Meaning

In the song "Get Jumped," Asian Doll and Bandmanrill discuss various themes such as stacking money, loyalty, street life, and their prowess as artists. The lyrics highlight their determination to accumulate wealth and the dangers they face in their environment. They mention carrying guns for protection and asserting their dominance in the streets. The artists also express their gratitude towards their mothers for their support and guidance. They emphasize the importance of staying true to their roots and not getting caught up in unnecessary conflicts, specifically mentioning the consequences for those who underestimate them.

Line by Line Meaning

Look, wait, had to stack my bread up, huh
I had to patiently save up my money

G-Locks and Berettas, bro might blow
I have powerful guns that my brother might use

Don't wanna let him, huh
I don't want him to cause trouble

Wrist said it's 25
My jewelry says it costs $25,000

For the line 'member it was 25
In the past, I paid $25 for a drug line

For the dime, ain't have 25
But I couldn't afford $25 for a small amount of drugs

At the time, now it's 25 for a rhyme, huh
But now I charge $25,000 for a verse in a song

Shoutout to my pops, most my mother
I acknowledge my father more than my mother

Mommy, you did everything
Mom, you worked hard and did your best

But pop showed me no other
But my father taught me a different path

Show me how to stay down, if they play it
He taught me to stay calm and patient when faced with challenges

Don't play around no 9m, it's K-Round
I don't mess around with a 9mm gun, I use a higher caliber

We laid up, don't lay down, ayy
We're relaxed, but we don't become lazy

I cannot fuck with a goofy, huh
I don't associate with foolish people

I cannot fuck with a lame, huh
I don't hang out with boring or uncool people

Little bro said he gon' do me
My younger brother said he will protect me

He must be dumb in his brain
He must lack intelligence

He must not know all my
He doesn't realize that all my

Niggas got unlimited aim
Friends have excellent precision in shooting

Have my lil bro off that score
I have my little brother involved in illegal activities

He give a fuck 'bout the fame
He doesn't care about getting famous

Get to the money, I rack up, huh
I focus on making money and accumulate wealth

Doot doom, I'm fucking her back up
I'm having sexual intercourse with her again and again

Nigga be lame playing for the lackers
Some guys are losers, playing for the least successful team

Can't go broke, won't happen, no
I can't become poor, it will never happen

I wanna be, let's bankroll
I desire to have a lot of money

I got a chop', came with a scope
I have a rifle with a attached scope

Buddy gon' rob, but you a hoe
Someone is planning to commit a robbery, but they are a coward

Nigga, I'm still, still, pause
I'm cool and composed, pause

Ayy, said opps bitch lacked, we jumped her
We attacked an enemy's girl who was lacking in security

Boom boom, beat a bitch unconscious
We brutally assaulted a girl and made her lose consciousness

These niggas be trash and dumpster
These guys are worthless and disposable

Geekin', tweaking, fucked up the function
Getting high on drugs, causing chaos at the party

Wanted a drill and he passed me the knot
Someone wanted a weapon, and he handed me the money

Never tell on my nigga, no crank, he a thot
I would never betray my friend, he's not a snitch

Never cheat on my nigga
I'm loyal to my partner

In love with the Glock
I have a strong attachment to my Glock firearm

Can't fight a lil bitch
I can't engage in physical altercations with a weak person

So invest in the chop
So I choose to invest in a firearm

Ayy, wanna be down with the gang so bad
They desperately want to be a part of our group

These bitches be going out sad
These girls are ending up in unfortunate situations

187, get shoot through your mask
You'll be killed, shot through your face covering

How you gon' beef when you know where we at?
Why would you start a conflict when you know our location?

Opps jump, bitches run
When our enemies attack, girls flee

Niggas gun, catch your son
Guys bring firearms and threaten your child

We don't do no 1-on-1
We don't engage in fair fights

Just me and my Tommy gun
It's just me and my powerful machine gun

And I'm better, pussy wetter
I'm superior, and I can arouse women more

Diamonds ice cold i rock Prada on my coat
My diamonds are glistening, and I wear Prada on my coat

So I put Prada on my toes
So I also wear Prada on my shoes

Don't invite me to no parties
Don't include me in any social events

I be takin' niggas hoes
I often steal other guys' girlfriends

If he think that I'm a player
If he believes I'm a womanizer

I let this choppa wipe his nose
I'll use my gun to harm him

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