Jumpin
CashMoneyAP
Thumbin' through, blue hundreds, yeah
Lotta, money (Kio, Kio)
I say, ayy, ayy
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Hundred band, hundred band, guns in the Sprinter van
Never play middleman, we gotta get a man (we gotta get a man)
If I don't feel a man, we gotta kill a man
Spin like a ceilin' fan, not for the dividends
Reapin' the benefits like he an immigrant
Lot of artillery, special delivery
Show my agility and my ability
Go on a killing spree like we the military (let's go, let's go)
Play with my cash and I'm on your ass
Like the pockets on the back of your pants (back of your pants)
Lay on my stash like it was a mattress
Pillowcase filled up with my bands (up with my bands)
Couple grand in the attic, 'nother grand like magic, that's mathematics
Gettin' paid is a habit, ballin' like I was a Maverick or John Madden
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Ayy, I took a risk and I ended up rich
I was down on my dick but I made it out (made it out)
Run it up quick, all I need is a stick
I'ma hit me a lick, is you with it or without? (With it or without?)
Niggas be slick, better watch who you with
They'll turn to a snitch when you in a drought (drought)
Finger itchin', when I up it, don't miss it
If he actin' like Mickey, we killin' the mouse
Who would thought I'll get to the money?
Racks keep on comin', I'm th-th-th-th-thumbin'
Sunday through Monday, dark or sunny
No excuses, to the bag I be runnin' (to the bag I be runnin')
I gotta get it regardless,'cause who gon' feed my brothers
And my sisters and my daughter? (Sisters and my daughter)
For my fam I go harder, I'ma son to my momma
Brother to my brother, but most important I'm a father (Father)
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Thumbin' through, blue hundreds, yeah
Lotta, money (Kio, Kio)
I say, ayy, ayy
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Hundred band, hundred band, guns in the Sprinter van
Never play middleman, we gotta get a man (we gotta get a man)
If I don't feel a man, we gotta kill a man
Spin like a ceilin' fan, not for the dividends
Reapin' the benefits like he an immigrant
Lot of artillery, special delivery
Show my agility and my ability
Go on a killing spree like we the military (let's go, let's go)
Play with my cash and I'm on your ass
Like the pockets on the back of your pants (back of your pants)
Lay on my stash like it was a mattress
Pillowcase filled up with my bands (up with my bands)
Couple grand in the attic, 'nother grand like magic, that's mathematics
Gettin' paid is a habit, ballin' like I was a Maverick or John Madden
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Ayy, I took a risk and I ended up rich
I was down on my dick but I made it out (made it out)
Run it up quick, all I need is a stick
I'ma hit me a lick, is you with it or without? (With it or without?)
Niggas be slick, better watch who you with
They'll turn to a snitch when you in a drought (drought)
Finger itchin', when I up it, don't miss it
If he actin' like Mickey, we killin' the mouse
Who would thought I'll get to the money?
Racks keep on comin', I'm th-th-th-th-thumbin'
Sunday through Monday, dark or sunny
No excuses, to the bag I be runnin' (to the bag I be runnin')
I gotta get it regardless,'cause who gon' feed my brothers
And my sisters and my daughter? (Sisters and my daughter)
For my fam I go harder, I'ma son to my momma
Brother to my brother, but most important I'm a father (Father)
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Move like a mummy, the drugs got him slumpy
He a ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-junkie (ju-ju-ju-junkie)
Add to the convo if it's about money
I'm th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-thumbin' (th-th-th-thumbin')
Used to be bummy, turned nothin' to somethin'
Now I got my bank account ju-ju-ju-jumpin' (ju-ju-ju-jumpin')
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Maillard Ware, Alex Christian Jean Petit, Carter Lang, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Bryson Lashun Potts, Kiowa Roukema, Carlos Munoz, Daniel Moras Raab, Turrell Thomas Sims, Dylan De Graaff, Hans Noomen
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Altri album
- Or What (Instrumental / Acapella) - Single
- SLUT SZN
- Or What - Single
- SLUT ME OUT 2 (COUNTRY ME OUT) - Single
- SLUT ME OUT 2 (THE RAUNCHY REMIXES) - Single
- SLUT ME OUT 2: THE RAUNCHY REMIXES
- SLUT ME OUT 2 (Extra Slutty Mix) - Single
- SLUT ME OUT 2 (Instrumental / Acapella) - Single
- SLUT ME OUT 2 (Sped Up/Slowed Down) - Single
- Stickin And Movin - Single
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