音乐视频

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制作

出演艺人
Yeat
Yeat
演唱
Synthetic
Synthetic
Programming
starboyrob
starboyrob
Programming
Matthew Gomez
Matthew Gomez
Programming
作曲和作词
Matthew Gomez
Matthew Gomez
词曲作者
Javier Mercado
Javier Mercado
词曲作者
Robert Charles Ferguson
Robert Charles Ferguson
词曲作者
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
词曲作者
制作和工程
Synthetic
Synthetic
制作人
starboyrob
starboyrob
制作人
Matthew Gomez
Matthew Gomez
制作人
Joe Laporta
Joe Laporta
母带工程师
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
工程师

歌词

Jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump (jump), jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump (I need you to) jump, jump, jump (I need you to) jump, jump, jump (yeah) If I tell you to turn this sh-t up then you better jump (yeah) If I see that fence you know I'ma do it, you know I'ma jump (yeah) I just be high, I don't get drunk, yeah We just be drivin', yeah, with a glock in the trunk, yeah We just be flyin', yeah, feel like the sun Woke up on, took me an X, feel like the warden I took me some Yeah, I don't even know you, who the hell you is? We don't know nothin' Yeah, talked to my demon, told him what's up, he just be gone (oh) Walked inside the building trippin', killed it like a mink coat, yeah Someone said I'm 'bout the greatest, some 'bout a mean flow (yeah) F-kin' on your th-t, f-kin' on your thot, she a team h- Ridin' 'round with the boys, yeah, we got the pole (yeah) Ridin' 'round with the goats, yeah, we in control (yeah) Ridin' 'round, we just ridin' round with a hunnid round, yeah Bitch, I touched a milli', yeah, ridin' 'round by myself now (self) Pulled up on the f-kin' scene, but it's not a playground (ah) I don't give f-k 'bout what you sayin', yeah, what you said now? You don't make more money than me, you gotta sit down, yeah You tried to steal my swag from me, you gotta sit down The Tonka fit so many, it still can't fit in (yeah) What's that sh-t? Oh, that's my nut your bitch was drinkin' (yeah) I ain't even mean to expose you like that, I rap what I'm thinking (yeah) My twizzy pull up with a hundred round drum (brrt) And he cook his a- up like some bacon (yeah) And you don't doing 'bout none of these drugs that you rappin' 'bout, you just be fakin' (yeah) I hop on the beat, and I turn this sh-t up, then I take a Perc', go on vacation (yeah) The shit that I'm doing not difficult now, so I don't be havin' celebrations (yeah) Jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump Jump (jump), jump, jump Jump, jump, jump, jump (I need you to) jump, jump, jump (I need you to) jump, jump, jump (yeah) If I tell you to turn this sh-t up and you better jump (yeah) If I see that fence you know I'mma do it, you know I'mma jump (yeah) I just be high, I don't get drunk, yeah We just be drivin', yeah, with a glock in the trunk, yeah We just be flyin', yeah, feel like the sun Woke up on, took me an X, feel like the warden I took me some Yeah, I don't even know you, who the hell you is? We don't know nothin' Yeah, talked to my demon, told him what's up, he just be gone (oh) Walked inside the building trippin', killed it like a mink coat, yeah Someone said I'm 'bout the greatest, some 'bout a mean flow (yeah) F-kin' on your th-t, f-kin' on your thot, she a team ho (ho)
Writer(s): Robert Ferguson, Matthew Gomez, Noah Olivier Smith, Javier Mercado Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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