Jumpin

Tyler made it big

Aye Yeah
Jessie called and said it's beef in the bricks
Trell Beezy pulling up with them sticks
No movie, but we shooting these clips
I am not messing with average chicks
Fuck a jule, who holding on gas?
Ima get it without pulling out cash
Niggas knowing I got licks out the ass
If she trash, I'd rather just pass

These niggas talking
They talking bout rapping
Flipping a pack to put up for a caption
Powdered my shit and then say it's a blessing
These niggas bragging bout getting my seconds
Say what you see, don't you say what you heard
All of these niggas say shit for the birds
Fronted my shit, putting on for the image
Just so these niggas can say that they with it

Niggas be beefing bout bitches
But I'd rather beef about money and shit
I grab a Glock, put a dick on that bitch
Key B, he really be counting his chips
Hold up Hold up
Who that boy on the curb?
Call up Scooter, he gon' give me the word
I'm a real nigga, so fuck what you heard
I don't be fighting that shit for the birds

Mumbo jumbo
Pull up talk like you homo
Ferragamo pussy nigga like gumbo

Keep it packing
Pull it out like what's happenin'
This heat on my side is apart of my fashion

Niggas talking while I'm walking right past him
"He gon' shoot me" but ain't nobody blastin

Keep it 100
110
I ain't say that I did it until

I got a mil and a number 1 hit
All of my niggas gon know that I did it

Up with that fye
Swear to god I'ma split it
I'm in the dark like that 1 nigga writ it
I got the gas, niggas thought I had shitted
I hit the J, now my soul is replenished
I hit that bitch, Ima leave when I'm finished
Jump off the porch with head first to the trenches

JUMPIN YEAH
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JUMPIN
Yeah I'm DUMPIN DUMPIN

JUMPIN YEAH
JUMPIN YEAH
JUMPIN YEAH
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JUMPIN YEAH
JUMPIN
Yeah I'm DUMPIN DUMPIN