JUMP ft. 1k Tae Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
(Jump, jump, jump)
I'm finna make yo bitch
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Pourin' up 4's in the south, pourin' up 4's with the bloods
Don't give a fuck about you, we finna hit your gut
Don't give a fuck about you, four-five shots to your mum
Jump, Jump, Jump
God damn, Rick Owens
Fuck that bitch, she in my mentions
Don't fuck with bitches I'm burnin' my bridges
Girl left me 'cause she know I'm a menace
Sloppin' me down, yeah, I think imma finish
1k Records we countin' the riches
That bitch my twin, I ain't talkin' 'bout fidget
Send me some green, I think imma sip it
30 shots straight to your brain, don't give a fuck 'bout your gang
How you gon' beef with that peon, I thought y'all was bangin' the same?
That bitch a peasant, she only want me so she get her a chain
I'm addicted to the money, I'm fienin' fo-
four-five shots, that's unlimited range
I'm in the Rover, I'm whippin' the Range
I took the top down, I was just in the rain
I cannot fuck with you, bitch you a lame
If you want smoke, we gon' knock out his brain
Controlling your bitch like she all in my game
Count up my green I got money galore
Hop in the Cayenne, I hop in the Porsche
Shoot that boy down, we caught him on his porch
Sippin' on Sprite, Codeine
You know she bad and she know me
Finna go ball like Ginóbili
I might just cop me a Rollie
Ballin' out
I might wild out
I'm just Wildin' Out, hey
I'm just Wildin' Out
Ay
I'm with the 4's in the south
We just rollin' loud
We just Wildin' Out
Pop so many pills, man, I hope I ain't overdosing
Man I'm just tryna get some bread and get to smokin'
Smokin', Tokin on a, huh, huh, on a Backwood
Smokin' on that nigga pack, you know it was that good.
O pack in my throat, Owen pack in my lungs
O Pack, bitch I'm just tryna have me some fuckin' fun
FN, that's my love, dump it, bitch I'm gonna dump it
Dump it on your head, fuck it, go and run it
Run your wallet, and you gotta run your pockets
Bitch, I got my fuckin' knocker
(Jump, jump, jump)
I'm finna make yo bitch
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, Jump
Pourin' up 4's in the south, pourin' up 4's with the bloods
Don't give a fuck about you, we finna hit your gut
Don't give a fuck about you, four-five shots to your mum
Jump, Jump, Jump