Vons WRLD - Jumpin' Lyrics

F*ck!
Yeah, uh-huh
Hee!
And she know I had this shit jumpin'
They think I'm soft because the sad songs, that shit don't mean nothing
This the type of shit to have a hood nigga whole head bumpin'
I'm steady blowing up like I got 'hold of a red button
I'ma talk my shit too
She tried to run game on a nigga I'ma play it cool
I'ma peel a nigga cap like he was a motherf*ckin' fruit
And you know I'm busy balling, like Jordan when he had the flu
All caps gon' fly around in this bitch like graduation
And it's not gon' fly over your head like transportation
And a nigga laid back, like I'm always on vacation
Have niggas dodging bullets, like they was in the Matrix
Niggas knowing that I'm flowing, like a ho that's on her period
I got a clip for you monkeys if you want to be so curious
And they knowing that I'm going bananas, this shit, it get serious
Doing 80 in a foreign, like I was on Fast & Furious
They telling me to calm down
These niggas hella mad, 'cause they hoes, they like my style
'Cause how the hell they know every time that I'm in town?
She got her hands on her knees every time she hear "bow!"
And I think these niggas jealous of me
They would go ahead and crack anything, keep your celibacy
These niggas mad, 'cause they don't got no damn relevancy
These niggas mad, 'cause I f*cked they ho, allegedly
And they know I got it jumpin'
And you know I'm never ducking
Vince Carter in that ho, 'cause you know a nigga dunkin'
In that school shit I was flunking
And the glock you know I'm tuckin'
Seen a opp from across the street, you know that we was rushing
And you know we rushed the nigga
I got about six figures
And you know I got the tommy, I'm not talking Hilfiger
We don't know who shot 'em, he alive, he'll figure
Shorty ass big, but you know my racks is bigger
I'm just keeping it a bean, I'm just keeping this shit P
Pussy niggas get a F at being a G
Got the fire on my body, shouts out to Emory
We'll take a nigga lunch money, shout out my nigga Lee
Ties nigga
Never lied nigga