Lyrics Jumpin - 22 Savage

Yeah man they be playing all type of games
Chatting
You think that's 21? (No bitch that's 22)

This that Travis James shit, this that Travis James shit
In the kitchen whippin' dope like it's food And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
I get pussy on the regular that's automatic
Pull up, air it out like a fan
I take picture with my fans
With the fan, What'sup fam?
Fuck a nigga what I'm sayin'
Smoke comin' out the sunroof like a Chimney