
Jump Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm in a battle with myself
It's just me but I'm still in the field
Countin' this money up, I don't really give a fuck about how I really feel
Gettin' this money and hidin' my feelings them be my two skills
Why would I love my ex? Bitch, I don't even pop pills
He runnin' his funny up, gettin' my money up
Can't do no drugs but I might do a double cup
Bro, pop out the switch it look like it's double dutch
How it make his whole body jump
You ain't on shit, nigga, jump
Think we finna go on a date but her pussy trash, she finna get dumped
Nigga, jump in that water, Ja Morant cause he gettin' dunked
You niggas really my sons, yall copyin' me cause you niggas flunked
Pop out on a nigga at night and we leave him stank, that nigga a skunk
Ayy, I'm not the two, bitch, I'm the one
But you already knew that
He got a gun but he never blew that
Pillow talk on a talk on a nigga to get some hoes I never do that
She tell me I act like I don't care and I told that bitch, true that
Can't do love no more, I'm cool
I don't even want no love from a bitch unless it's true
True love
But if it ain't about no money, don't give two fucks
I'm in the bed, countin' my money, I'm booed up
I'm in a battle with myself
It's just me but I'm still in the field
Countin' this money up, I don't really give a fuck about how I really feel
Gettin' this money and hidin' my feelings them be my two skills
Why would I love my ex? Bitch, I don't even pop pills
He runnin' his funny up, gettin' my money up
Can't do no drugs but I might do a double cup
Bro, pop out the switch it look like it's double dutch
How it make his whole body jump
You ain't on shit, nigga, jump