Jumpin' In (Tailor Swif Remix) Lyrics

Yeah

Melancholy MO

Yeah, hah, yeah, yeah

(VT3, VT3)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(I ain't trying to be vulgar but)

Fuck it

We get money, fuck it we gon' keep it coming

California shorty, she from where it's sunny

At the function, you know we gon' keep it jumping

At the function, VT3 gon' keep it jumping

Niggas ain't put in with something, ain't gon' leave with nothing

Niggas over budget, I be quick to cut ya' funding

Buddy quick to up it, give a fuck bout repercussions

If you see him buss it, then make sure that you don't touch it

Brand new whip, they just shipped it, straight from Switzerland

It ain't no trick, to get like dis, it take some discipline

She can't be my friend, if that friend don't come with benefits

No Mr. Miyagi, no karate, we not kicking it

That luh' bitch is not a gymnist

But she in the thot olympics

Known for riding dick

Gotta admit, this time I kinda miss it

Grew up with no pot to piss in

Now I see the sky the limit

When I'm talking 'bout the benjis only time I mind my business

Bitch too bad, gotta hit it

Whip too fast, gotta whip it

Sitting way too high up in it, this shit damn near condescending

You are not my competition

If you not in my position

I can't be no opp to niggas who be driving Honda Civics

Fuck it

We get money, fuck it we gon' keep it coming

California shorty, she from where it's sunny

At the function, you know we gon keep it jumping

At the function, VT3 gon' keep it jumping

If my bro just lost the ones, then I'm jumpin' in

See them niggas tryna run, then I'm jumpin' in

If my brodie got the gun, I'm still jumpin' in

If you thought that we was done, I'm still jumpin' in

Aye talk to these niggas