CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Jump
(Aye CGM)
(ZaySkillz)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I walk in the party, my nina, my [?], he talkin’ down we finna up it (Uh huh, Uh huh)
That little b*t*h, she tryna cuff me, I f**k on her sister, her mother, her cousin (Uh huh, Uh huh)
Damn, I ran up too many bands, uppin’ my pockets, my pockets they really start bustin’ (Uh huh, Uh huh)
My own family really switching up on me, i got to really watch who I’m trustin’ (Uh huh, Uh huh)
Uh, these lil’ n***as wanna be me sippin’ lean, boy that’s fake, boy you sip robo tussin (Uh huh, Uh huh)
Huh, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, yeah I feel like Lil Uzi (Uh huh, Uh huh)
I went to the restaurant with Zack B, but instead, we went to buy [?] (Uh huh, Uh huh)
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
I just might f**k on that itty b*t*h, she got that sticky stick, I f**k that b*t*h then i dippy dip
Went to LA and i came up with millions
I sold my mothaf**kin‘ soul imma idiot
I f**k that b*t*h off a pilly, I think her name Milly
I’m f**king that b*t*h she from Philly, my diamonds they wet like a willy
For really, for really, for really, yeah i ran up my money for really
The trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
I’m on the top, we in the store
I get the Christrian, I get dior
I got yo thot, she givin’ top
Sit on the floor, like a lil’ whore
Your pockets real empty
Wonder why these n***as wanna be like me
Pop a perc and I’m sippin’ on lean, Icey
Walk up on the corner, it’s a fiend I see
When i walk in the gun store with a big Glock and I say “Is that a green beam I see?”
R.I.P to Juice Wrld but I lucid dream and these n***as say they wanna dream like me
I don’t show off the lean ‘cause I really do the lean and the real n***as, they don’t really post they sh*t
Showing that sh*t you a host lil’ b*t*h
New world [?], imma walk lil’ b*t*h
I went to the block with the Glock on my side, if that n***a talk down imma tote that sh*t
Taiwan just pulled them glizzys and he finna blow this sh*t
Hm, hm
Think I’ll make you float lil’ b*t*h
Like th-, end the song
Like you know the clown n***a, like yeah
(ZaySkillz)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I walk in the party, my nina, my [?], he talkin’ down we finna up it (Uh huh, Uh huh)
That little b*t*h, she tryna cuff me, I f**k on her sister, her mother, her cousin (Uh huh, Uh huh)
Damn, I ran up too many bands, uppin’ my pockets, my pockets they really start bustin’ (Uh huh, Uh huh)
My own family really switching up on me, i got to really watch who I’m trustin’ (Uh huh, Uh huh)
Uh, these lil’ n***as wanna be me sippin’ lean, boy that’s fake, boy you sip robo tussin (Uh huh, Uh huh)
Huh, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, yeah I feel like Lil Uzi (Uh huh, Uh huh)
I went to the restaurant with Zack B, but instead, we went to buy [?] (Uh huh, Uh huh)
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
I just might f**k on that itty b*t*h, she got that sticky stick, I f**k that b*t*h then i dippy dip
Went to LA and i came up with millions
I sold my mothaf**kin‘ soul imma idiot
I f**k that b*t*h off a pilly, I think her name Milly
I’m f**king that b*t*h she from Philly, my diamonds they wet like a willy
For really, for really, for really, yeah i ran up my money for really
The trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
We made the trap jump, huh
I’m on the top, we in the store
I get the Christrian, I get dior
I got yo thot, she givin’ top
Sit on the floor, like a lil’ whore
Your pockets real empty
Wonder why these n***as wanna be like me
Pop a perc and I’m sippin’ on lean, Icey
Walk up on the corner, it’s a fiend I see
When i walk in the gun store with a big Glock and I say “Is that a green beam I see?”
R.I.P to Juice Wrld but I lucid dream and these n***as say they wanna dream like me
I don’t show off the lean ‘cause I really do the lean and the real n***as, they don’t really post they sh*t
Showing that sh*t you a host lil’ b*t*h
New world [?], imma walk lil’ b*t*h
I went to the block with the Glock on my side, if that n***a talk down imma tote that sh*t
Taiwan just pulled them glizzys and he finna blow this sh*t
Hm, hm
Think I’ll make you float lil’ b*t*h
Like th-, end the song
Like you know the clown n***a, like yeah
