Jump Ship
Yeah
Skrrt Skrrt
Hit the dash
Quick to brag about a bitch
but can you secure the bag
They don't love a youngin' I make niggas mad
Lemme cook tho I might spill the beans my bad
I was trippin of that gas
Demon red eyes I was so high you ain't have to ask
Just walked out the sesh you see the kush crums on my pants
Came across this baddie
Think I once saw her in class
She got ass, I mean pardon me hmm she got nyash
Hold your horse now (slow down) do not rush
They say I do the most I still say it ain't enough
Lay back kid I don't really do too much
Lately on my midas shit I got that golden touch
Oh shit
Oh shit
It's bout to go down let's see who finna jump ship
Is you really bout that shit
Oh shit
This lil - asking if she buss it down for me will I bustdown her wrist
Me and lil bro been hungry for this since we was kids
Ain't straight out the mud but first they treated us like pigs
Everything changed when I started standing on top of bizz
Im paranoid can't just let anyone roll up my rizz
May God strick me down right now If I lie
When I say I'm on next level shit
Quick to make a nigga eat his words
Afterwards I close his mouth up like a stich
Many would ditch me first chance they get
Some don't know what that mean but it is what is
I'll make you walk the plank
Before you even ever think about jumping ship
Oh shit
Oh shit
It's bout to go down let's see who finna jump ship
Is you really bout that shit
Oh shit
This lil - asking if she buss it down for me will I bustdown her wrist
Skrrt Skrrt
Hit the dash
Quick to brag about a bitch
but can you secure the bag
They don't love a youngin' I make niggas mad
Lemme cook tho I might spill the beans my bad
I was trippin of that gas
Demon red eyes I was so high you ain't have to ask
Just walked out the sesh you see the kush crums on my pants
Came across this baddie
Think I once saw her in class
She got ass, I mean pardon me hmm she got nyash
Hold your horse now (slow down) do not rush
They say I do the most I still say it ain't enough
Lay back kid I don't really do too much
Lately on my midas shit I got that golden touch
Oh shit
Oh shit
It's bout to go down let's see who finna jump ship
Is you really bout that shit
Oh shit
This lil - asking if she buss it down for me will I bustdown her wrist
Me and lil bro been hungry for this since we was kids
Ain't straight out the mud but first they treated us like pigs
Everything changed when I started standing on top of bizz
Im paranoid can't just let anyone roll up my rizz
May God strick me down right now If I lie
When I say I'm on next level shit
Quick to make a nigga eat his words
Afterwards I close his mouth up like a stich
Many would ditch me first chance they get
Some don't know what that mean but it is what is
I'll make you walk the plank
Before you even ever think about jumping ship
Oh shit
Oh shit
It's bout to go down let's see who finna jump ship
Is you really bout that shit
Oh shit
This lil - asking if she buss it down for me will I bustdown her wrist
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Writer(s): Lefty Shivambu
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