Jump Out Lyrics

I jump out lookin' like money

I jump out lookin' like cash

They was lookin' at me funny

Now they wish that they had my swag

I jump out lookin' like money

I jump out lookin' like cash

They used to talk down on me

Now all of em' be on my ass

And now I do what I want

Do what I please

Do what I need

Bitch I'm just keepin' it clean

Look at these racks stuck up in my jeans

Now I just need some Celine

Now they seein' my drip and they copy so much swag they call me OG

Ride with the gang

Ride with the chain

Bitch I got diamonds all on me

Shoot it like Dame bitch I got bucks I got game written all on me

Real g's move in silence like lasagne my whole gang keep it bolognese

Drippin Like Montana Falls

I got the motion but my name not Tony

I said I got the motion like ocean

If you bring the waves I'm ready to surf

Perfect timing on all of my moves

Better be careful cause you on my turf

Bitch I be rappin' so good while lookin' so fly

I think I'm gettin' on they nerves

Cause they know that they'll never get on my level

I feel like a god I'm not from this Earth

And I feel like I'm Takeoff I'm too blessed

Every time I pop out yo bitch hit me with a yes

Matter of fact R.I.P. used to run his shit back

I'ts still crazy to me cause he was one of the ones that made me rap

Now I'm trynna get money for an all blacked out Scat

Get the windows tinted

So you can't see yo' bitch while I'm blowin' her back

How you gon' tell me that you're real

Even my sidebitch know that you a rat

All of these bitches know you ain't got game

That's why they left you on read

But when they see me they go crazy

Cause they know I go stupid lit no bap

I jump out lookin' like money

I jump out lookin' like cash

They was lookin' at me funny

Now they wish that they had my swag

I jump out lookin' like money

I jump out lookin' like cash

They used to talk down on me

Now all of em' be on my ass

And now I do what I want

Do what I please

Do what I need

Bitch I'm just keepin' it clean

Look at these racks stuck up in my jeans

Now I just need some Celine

Now they seein' my drip and they copy so much swag they call me OG