Jump Out the Face (feat. Future)

I just took a perc now I'm on another level

Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil

Poured a eighth of Kobe Bryant, mixing purple with the yellow

Got these racks on demand, it’s hard to keep this shit together

Jump out the 'Rrari then jump out the Wraith

Then I hop in Margiela, then hop in some Bape

Then jump out the face

Then jump out the face

Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall through

Came from the hood, now we jump out of states

Peep all these diamonds, they jump out the face

Ducking them dimin’ and selling this white

Got to watch for these **** they'll jump on your case

You watch out these ****, these **** ain’t playin’

And none of this money don't come out the safe

Fuck with my dawg knock a chunk out ya face

**** I be so high I could jump out to space

What the fuck did I say?

I be so fly I just Dulce'd my cape

Went and bought me a safe and it came with a Wraith

Got some new money, went and bought me a K

You see all them VVS, they jump out the face

Put that dope in the trap and cook up me a cake

We fly to Cuba to fuck up some moolah

Pour up some, pour up my ****, we boolin'

Young **** pull up in Bentleys, just boolin’

I'm taking your ho from you 'cause she was choosy

I keep them shooters on deck, I approve it

Get me a truck of them things, I'll move it

VVS cuts on my wrist, suicidal

I stay lit up with that flawless on fire

I split it up with my ****, let's get it

Get out your feelings young ****, let's get it

I got stars on my ceiling

Jump out the 'Rrari then jump out the Wraith

Then I hop in Margiela, then hop in some Bape

They jump out the face

They jump out the face

Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall through

I've been peeping, you **** been watching my moves

Watching my stacks and my shoes

When everybody did the Gucci and Louis

We was on Jimmy Choos

Two thousand twelve when we did the Giuseppe’s

Margiela’s was cool

When you lil' **** was worried about Jordans

We was rocking them Loubs

If I got to lose it’s not by the rules

Get hit with that chopper, knock right out your shoes

Shawty so proper she look like a goddess

When I dip inside her it ju' like a pool

I bought some 'Rraris and I bought some Phantoms

And then dropped out the seat like I dropped out of school

Still will pull up on you, hop out with goons

Thirty-two shots, let it pop out the tool

I just took a perc now I'm on another level

Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil

Poured a eighth of Kobe Bryant, mixing purple with the yellow

Got these racks on demand, it’s hard to keep this shit together

Jump out the 'Rrari then jump out the Wraith

Then I hop in Margiela, then hop in some Bape

They jump out the face

They jump out the face

Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall through