IV. JUMP AROUND Lyrics

What can you afford?

What can you afford?

What can you afford?

"Honda accords"

Or maybe you think

You been needing a reason

To finance

A fine mans

Vibrant

Porsche

A' course yuh

Finna do it towards the

End of the ride

You find a house to surely

Break yeh fuckin' spine

'Cause we go fifty-five

Over bitch I try to die

You can call the ambulance

But I'm gonna close my eyes

G-SHOCK

How I swear

All of my time

Fly by

No kite

I might

Just light

My spike

My trike

I can say just anything

And get away with kisses

Of course

I'm the kid who made a hundred

Just by doing chores

I'm not very wealthy

I just know what to afford

I'm sitting full

Of my sin pull

My fins off

I can't swim on

Top of clouds of

Course you can't

But be proud

To know that many

People plow through

Them in planes

In crowds

Fuck tourists

Except I am one

Said I haven't won

Let's tour it

Still haven't even been on a stage

But maybe there will be a day

Where someone finally say

That courteau made a banger

You should listen for the taste

Hangin' like a cliff with all my brothers

What'd you say

Like c'mon and play

Enchanté

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

Jump around okay

I'ma make her jump around

I ain't stayin up in town

I know I might be a clown

But take out my checks in town

She got hickeys on her neck

She blame the vacuum so check

She was cheating for the heck

And now he's runnin' from the feds

He wants all the people's heads

The ones his girl givin' head

Said she wasn't tryna be

Such a ho but shorty need

All the D

That she can see

Cause shorty be

A fuckin' feign

And I believe

She's Constantine

To nobody

Except the geeks

Who pay the fee

To see her feet

She really need

To go and seek

Some Christ

And maybe therapy