Jumpin'

All these niggas came out with some fucking bangers and shit
SJ
Fucking tight right now
Loudpack, big three, wait

Heard he got four fives coming from the backseat
When he gon' pull out
I'm 'bout to go dumb, I'm 'bout to go crazy
They telling me to chill out, wait
I'm shooting the big blocka
Don't know where he going
I hit his pinata
You talking to big shotta
Don't get ya shit shot up

I'm not with the nonsense
I'm running the business, it's taking a process
I know what I'm doing
I eat in the game, got something to digest
If you get involved, then we get revolvers
Ain't nun of the talking, wait
See we coming back, I let him mac
He thinking we lost him, wait

See you fucking with bosses
Smoking the J-J, feeling just jordan
Don't watch what I'm counting
I pick up the line then put in a order
If you moving iffy, I move to the backstreets
Calling up risky
If I'm off the map that's going off mission
I use to get smacked for touching the pots

I played in the kitchen
Got smoke hotboxing
Get smoked hop out it
Niggas want beef then, how 'bout it?
My shit bling, I'm hot lining
Iphone ping, I'm wifing
Hi fiving, plus fours
Nine popping, speed off
Hydraulics

It be a malfunction
He get his mouth busted
If I get the steel, I leave a stain
Just like hot mustard (five)
Niggas is not trusted (nine)
Police is not justice (nine)
See I get the pussy from miss
Then I get the pussy from sis

And that's when I done a nigga
Gun down the gunning nigga
And niggas that's running with him
He hitting the track-feet
See niggas is running with 'em
See hit 'em again, he up off the shot
See that's his adrenaline
A whole nother level like mario piping
Like dunanana'

Wait, I'm in the spot alone
See, I be a dog and bone
See, I need a doggy bone
Hit and I lick, then doggy gone
A dog's a dog
Jump up and leap and turn froggy on 'em
See, I'm just heading to the bank
I turn cody on 'em

If we catch a opp it's over (it's over)
He getting rocked and rolled on (rolled on)
Headshot pop his shoulders
It sizzle and pop like soda
Got green on the top like yoda
See the cookie gone stretch like yoga
Gotta cop another pack, I'm potent
My niggas gonna snap, I'm poet

And we cool, beans gotta make it to the top (five)
But that's okay
See, I'm in the two seat, gotta make another stop
But what you saying
I'm in this fight alone, no
You gotta right your wrongs bro
If you look between your eyes
You gon' see this long nose

I heard he got four fives coming from the backseat
When he gonna pull out (pa)
I'm 'bout to go dumb, I'm 'bout to go crazy
They telling me to chill out, wait
I'm shooting the big blocka
Don't know where he going
I hit his pinata
You talking to big shotta
Don't get ya shit shot up
Stupid

Gang
Loudpack, Big three
Loudpack, Big three, Loud-
SJ