7 Hundrd - Jump Ship (feat. Sina) Lyrics

Got it on smash
Really abundant doing lines in the suburbs
With 7 Hundrd, I f*ck until my nuts hurt
Checking a reverb if Levi wants it
Baby don't pretend
Just let me love you
High on a ceiling, let me call ya
Falling down, just let me top ya
Lucid dreaming, what am I seeing?
Is it Billie Jean? How are you feeling?
Woah
She not hot but she a fan though
Go low make it clap make my shaft grow
Pro flow tap me twice for me to go slow
Nod three times if you get my innuendo
Jump ship
When I'm getting on my high shit
Jump ship
Mix and match and Imma try flip
Dumb shit
7 Hundrd no don't try this
Fill my cup a second can't you see I'm tryna write this
What if it's my fate that I die on the streets
Always on my feet coz I ride with this greed
4 millies and a sip, I see the lights getting weak
Drop the cup go to sleep
What if it's my fate that I die on the streets (Imma die in this)
Always on my feet cause I ride with this greed (taken by the greed)
4 millies and a sip, I see the lights getting weak
Drop the cup go to sleep
To money man attached
To drugs man attached
Promethazine in my cup
The drinks heal the hurt
The pills, the feels,
Before they wish me luck
Right now they don't give f*cks
My guilt can hit a truck
I heard when you called me an asshole
But you like it when I hit it from da back tho
Wearing off whites bring bitches in the Lambo
Can't say the n word but I come straight from the sand tho
Drip shit make your neck glow, your ear glow
Going from carousels to bandos
All these bitches they be walking around commando
1 addicted to da weed & da tobacco
Woah
She not hot but she a fan though
Go low make it clap make my shaft grow
Pro flow tap me twice for me to go slow
Nod three times if you get my innuendo
Jump ship
When I'm getting on my high shit
Jump ship
Mix and match and Imma try flip
Dumb shit
7 Hundrd no don't try this
Fill my cup a second can't you see I'm tryna write this
Never let a man diss me(I can't let ya no, no, no!)
Your bitch she tryna kiss me
Too much molly feeling sickly
Amphetamine I'm thinking deeply
What if it's my fate that I die on the streets
She no Molly she a bitch, HEY!
Always on my feet coz I ride with this greed
Selling Molly getting rich
4 millies and a sip, I see the lights getting weak
Can never take a break dope boy gotta reap
Running from my problems running drugs
Running deals
Drop the act, keep it real
Feeling numb, change your tone
Need some gum pick up your phone
My head is all over the place
Drop the act keep it real
The demons that I would rather not face
Drop the act keep it real
Ate my tab before I said my grace
Why am I in this state?
Why am I in this state?
Drop the act keep it real