Lyrics Jumpman - future , Drake
If
Young
Metro
don't
trust
you
I'm
gon'
shoot
you
Yeah,
yeah
Halloween
Taliban,
Taliban
I'm
gon'
shoot
you
Yeah
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
them
boys
up
to
something
They
just
spent
like
two
or
three
weeks
out
the
country
Them
boys
up
to
something,
they
just
not
just
bluffing
You
don't
have
to
call,
I
hit
my
dance
like
Usher,
woo
I
just
found
my
tempo
like
I'm
DJ
Mustard,
woo
I
hit
that
Ginobili
with
my
left
hand
up
like
woo
Lobster
and
Céline
for
all
my
babies
that
I
miss
Chicken
fingers,
French
fries
for
them
hoes
that
wanna
diss
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
them
boys
up
to
something
Uh,
uh,
uh,
I
think
I
need
some
Robitussin
Way
too
many
questions,
you
must
think
I
trust
you
You
searching
for
answers,
I
do
not
know
nothing,
woo
I
see
'em
tweaking,
they
know
something's
coming,
woo
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
them
boys
up
to
something,
woo
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
fuck
was
you
expecting?
Woo
Chi-Town,
Chi-Town,
Michael
Jordan
just
had
text
me,
woo
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman
I
just
seen
the
jet
take
off,
they
up
to
something
Them
boys
just
not
bluffing,
them
boys
just
not
bluffing
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
them
boys
up
to
something
She
was
tryna
join
the
team
I
told
her
wait
Chicken
wings
and
fries,
we
don't
go
on
dates
Nobu,
Nobu,
Nobu,
Nobu,
Nobu,
Nobu
I
just
throwed
a
private
dinner
in
LA
Trapping
is
a
hobby,
that's
the
way
for
me
Money
coming
fast,
we
never
getting
sleep
I,
I
just
had
to
buy
another
safe
Bentley
Spur
and
Phantom,
Jordan
fadeaway
Yeah,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
I
don't
need
no
introduction
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Metro
Boomin
on
production,
wow
Hundred
cousins
out
in
Memphis,
they
so
country,
wow
Tell
her
stay
the
night,
valet
your
car,
come
fuck
me
now
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
live
on
TNT,
I'm
flexing,
ooh
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
they
gave
me
my
own
collection,
ooh
Jump
when
I
say
jump,
girl,
can
you
take
direction?
Ooh
Mutombo
with
the
bitches,
you
keep
getting
rejected,
woo
Heard
they
came
through
Magic
City
on
a
Monday
Heard
they
had
the
club
wild,
it
was
star
studded
A
bunch
of
girls
going
wild
when
your
chain
flooded
And
I
had
'em
like
wow,
cup
dirty
Dopeman,
dopeman,
dopeman,
dopeman,
dopeman,
dopeman
Money
on
the
counter,
choppers
on
the
floor
I
just
copped
that
tempo,
DJ
Mustard,
woo
Way
too
much
codeine
and
Adderall
We
just
count
up
paper
racks,
whoa
I
know
Imma
get
my
bitch
back,
whoa
I
count
all
these
racks
that
I
have
on
me
now
Imma
have
you
like
whoa
Chanel
N°9,
Chanel
N°5,
well,
you
got
'em
both
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
them
boys
up
to
something
They
just
spent
like
two
or
three
weeks
out
the
country
Them
boys
up
to
something,
they
just
not
just
bluffing
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
Jumpman,
them
boys
up
to
something
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