Jump

Yuh

Don't this shit make a **** wanna–

Don't this shit make my people wanna–

Don't this shit make a **** wanna–

Don't this shit make my people wanna–

Act a fool, you better watch out

Hot shit, it be bringing the cops out

Street soldiers is ringing the blocks out

Short-circuit and blacking the blocks out

They say that they outside, but they look docile

And I ain't talking about slippers, but got the Crocs out

Rocking fur coats, I brought the Naruto fox out

Lights out like Mike Tyson, I knock the mic out, yuh

Don't this shit make my people wanna–

Don't this shit make a **** wanna–

Don't this shit make my people wanna–

Don't this shit make a **** wanna–

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You know the usual, I nail it like a cuticle

Been at it since a juvenile, you square just like a cubicle

It's crucial you should know that you sound a little delusional

Comparing me to anyone else 'cause I am not the usual

I'm irrefutable, black out like it's a funeral

Slinging spells like I'm Voldemort, talk to yo' bitch like Doolittle

Pass the Courvoisier, bitch, hush

This shit wasn't luck, rocking more gold then King Tut

Soda, how I crush 'em like Cuban, they linked up

That shit do not faze me, my pocket gon' stay stuffed

And if you ain't knowing, bitch, we on a roll now

Like we done stumbled on a pot of gold now

Food spilling all out of the bowl now

Money thick and harder to fold now, yuh

Don't this shit make a **** wanna–

Don't this shit make my people wanna–

Don't this shit make a **** wanna–

Don't this shit make my people wanna–

Jump, jump, jump, jump

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Jump, jump, jump, jump, yuh