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Jump Off
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Jump Off was released on July 6, 2023 by Hunna as a part of the album From the Vault
July 6, 2023
LabelHunna
LanguageEnglish
BPM87
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Don't need a **** to drip me down in designer
I'd rather him introduce me to other things
That are rarer and finer
I could put myself in the diamonds
Cut the lights off, still find me
We gotta go to destinations
Got me drinking spirits
While flying private
Said where my bosses at
Where my **** throwing money in the club
And the ballers who sending bottles to the section
Where my bad bitches at
Women who gone get they money regardless
I like to live life upper echelon
We eating a la carte
With white cloth at the restaurants
Barefoot on heated floors
Walking round my place of residence
Smelling like Baccarat
As I'm walking in Yves Saint Laurant
We sip champagne while we shop
Lemme get another glass
And honey no I will not cop
If I can't cop it again
Met a bad bitch named Mercedes
And she was pushin' a Benz
And her lil friend name was Paris
But she was not over in France
They got they bag though
I love a women with cash flow
Like, yeah I got it from daddy
But I ain't gotta go in his stash though
First I make it, spend it, make it back
Me and the money be playing tag
I'm it
Still save and make investments
Got my own bag
Where my bosses at
Where my **** throwing money in the club
And the ballers who sending bottles to the section
Where my bad bitches at
Women who gone get they money regardless
Said where my bosses at
Where my **** throwing money in the club
And the ballers who sending bottles to the section
Where my bad bitches at
Women who gone get they money regardless
They say time waits for no man
I must be time
Like the hands on the clock
I go forward, I don't rewind
Don't want eenie, meanie, minie moe
Ain't no Franklins I gotta go
And yeah the whip been started 'fore I walked to the door
They see me out and they be startled
Like they just seen a ghost
My haters are dearly departed
I ain't seeing them hoes
Cause all I'm seeing bread
Lately I have been on a roll
Like **** funny like Martin
With pockets stupid like Cole
Take me to places I ain't ever been
Gotta pronounce it to spell it when I go to type it in
Comma, comma, comma like seeing that punctuation mark
Independent, but love when he put me in my spot
Where my bosses at
Where my **** throwing money in the club
And the ballers who sending bottles to the section
Where my bad bitches at
Women who gone get they money regardless
Said where my bosses at
Where my **** throwing money in the club
And the ballers who sending bottles to the section
Where my bad bitches at
Women who gone get they money regardless
Written by: Hunter Danielle Crump
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