Jump Off

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I'ma get rich, I'ma, ayy, yeah
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I'ma get, skrr (yeah, yeah)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
That money goin', it call, I just follow
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I want that money, you see how I'm livin'
I hop in the whip gett the pump off
They offer the flips or they dump off
Say Guala, see Guala, my neck and wrist shinin'
My diamonds they lookin' like snowfall
Like fuck do you mean what that go for?
Like fuck do you mean what you own, dawg?

VVS, diamonds, that's on my physique
VVS blindin', my pointers is neat
Watch how I step for the guap, when I walk in the spot
Got my bitch and her body on fleek
Shawty she bad, so you know I'ma keep
Beamer go fast and it don't need no key (skrr, skrr)
I'm gettin' hunnids and I bend the block
And I tell her go down when I'm grippin' her weave

How you get money, you say you get money
See I'm really thumbin' now I'm gettin' racks
I got the work in the pack and it's tucked in the back
And you know that the tool on my lap
I put in work in and trappin', I'm movin' like that
Then I spend it and get this shit back
I'm really movin' like that, put my crew on my back
And I put the whole hood on the map

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
That money goin', it call, I just follow
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows

Girls to the front when I talk 'bout G's
She a lil' freak, shawty suck my knees
Say she wan' fuck, tell her call on me
And I said I want bands so I left like this
Hunnid good dope, man, it's on my weed
And I got the red walk 'cause the beam look neat
Run the bag up, I'ma get the bands up
By the four-fifth tuck and the glizz got a beam

Gotta live once, yeah I'm here for the pesos
Diamonds on freeze 'til they drip 'cause they wet
I'm a gold star, I'ma do what I say so
Shawty my dream, so I say throw it back
I'm just tryna beat with no strings attached
Flippa gang, rich money count intact
Grew up in the streets, where they tell you never lack
When you gotta move 'cause the hood hold you back, ayy

My knees, so I run off
Niggas tryna take it, I up with the beam
And I probably go let the whole gun off
I can't just up and let one off
Money my dream so I run off
Fuck do you mean? Boy I need the whole bag
And I'm all on my lonely 'til sun up
Commas a muscle, I run up (yeah, ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
That money goin', it call, I just follow
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
That money goin', it call, I just follow
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows

Ayy, gang
Gang, gang, ayy
Gang, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hol' up, skrr



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Writer(s): Christopher St. Victor, Mike Carter
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