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Jump
Hip-Hop/Rap
Jump was released on May 22, 2026 by New Dreams as a part of the album Flamethrower 2
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Release DateMay 22, 2026
LabelNew Dreams
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Clarke
Daniel Clarke
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Clarke
Daniel Clarke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Clarke
Daniel Clarke
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, okay
Uh, (Yeah, okay Daniel) yessir
I make it jump in this, uh
I make it jump in this, yeah
Uh (I make it jump in this)
Let's go (I make it jump in this)
Aye, steppin' on shit, I ain't let up (Uh)
Young **** playin, get your bread up (Yeah)
Ice on me just like I'm Elsa, uh
Gold on me just like a pharaoh (Alright)
Not like the cops, but I'm fed up (Aye)
Fuck with my bitch, you'll get set up (Uh)
Fuck **** talkin' that shit on that song
That **** don't know that I'm better (Woah)
K-Know I'm a troll, might hit up my ex, like shit, what happened to we? (Yeah)
N-**** be jackin' the flow and stealin' my swag, like damn, you a thief (Like damn)
Straight to Bahamas, she finna twerk on a boat like she part of Concrete (Yessir)
I don't play with my bread, I need all of my payments like alimony
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
Get cheese, I'm all about swiss (Yeah)
VVs, that's all on my wrist (Yeah)
On me, I'll run it up it quick (Yeah)
DDs, that's all on her tits (Ayy)
W-White diamonds sit on my neck
It be lookin' like milk, I could tolerate lactose (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Way I be ballin' on ****
You don't know which sport, I could play for the Santos (Uh-huh)
Hit up your shorty, we cool in the backseat
I make her sing like sopranos (That's right)
**** be lame as a bitch
I'ma stay to myself, I can't deal with these wackos
I put that drank in my stomach (Uh)
Play for my team like a summit
My **** steppin' on shit like they Krumping
I make it jump (What the fuck) in the function
Not like a demon, but money, I summon
He tried to stop me, I did him like Brunson
Blackout the inside the whip like a dungeon
I make her wet like a river, like Hudson (Woah)
Me and my **** ain't playin' about no bread, we move like councilmen (Yessir)
Two man? Three man?
It don't even matter, just help my bros and ask your friends (Yeah)
**** ain't hit my phone in a minute unless they want some cash to spend
Feelin' like Patrick Star when I'm makin' these songs, I firmly grasp the pen
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
I make it jump in this bitch (What the fuck)
Get cheese, I'm all about swiss
VVs, that's all on my wrist
On me, I'll run it up it quick
DDs, that's all on her tits
Written by: Daniel Clarke
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