Jump Out the Face (feat. Future)

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I just took a Perc' now I'm on another level
 Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil
 Poured 8th for Kobe Bryant mixing purple with the yellow
 Got these racks on me now, it's hard to keep this shit together
 Jump out the 'Rari then jump out the Wraith
 Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape
 They jump out the face
 They jump out the face
 Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though
 Came from the hood now we jump out of states
 Peep all these diamonds they jump out the face
 Ducking them diamonds and selling this white
 Gotta watch for these niggas they'll jump on your case
 (You watch all these niggas, these niggas ain't playing)
 And none of this money don't come out the safe
 Fuck with my dawg, knock a chunk out ya face
 Nigga I be so high, I could jump out to space
 What the fuck did I say?
 I be so fly, just don't shoot my cape
 Went and bought me a safe and it came with a Wraith
 Got some new money went and bought me a K
 You see all them VV's jump out the face
 Put that dope in the trap and cook up me a cake
 We fly to Cuba to fuck up some mula
 Pour up some pour up my nigga we boolin'
 Young in pull up in bentleys I'm boolin'
 I'm taking your hoe from you 'cause she was choosy
 I keep them shooters on deck, I approve it
 Get me a truck of them things I'll move it
 VVS cuts on my wrist suicidal
 I stay lit up with that flawless on fire
 I spend it all with my niggas let's get
 Get out your feelings young nigga let's get it
 I got stars on my ceiling
 Jump out the 'Rari then jump out the Wraith
 Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape
 They jump out the face
 They jump out the face
 Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though
 I've been, peepin' you niggas been watchin' my moves
 Watchin' my stacks and my shoes
 When everybody did the Gucci and Louis
 We was on Jimmy Choos
 2012 when we did the Giuseppes, Margielas was cool
 When you lil' niggas was worried about Jordans
 We was rocking them Loubs
 If I got to lose it's not by the rules
 Get hit with that chopper knock right out your shoes
 Shawty so proper she look like a goddess
 When I dip inside her it's just like a pool
 I bought some 'Rarris and I bought some Phantoms
 And then dropped the ceilings like I dropped out of school
 Still will pull up on you hop out with goons
 32 shots let it pop out the tool
 I just took a 'Perc now I'm on another level
 Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil
 Poured 8th for Kobe Bryant mixing purple with the yellow
 Got these racks on demand hard to keep this shit together
 Jump out the 'Rari then jump out the Wraith
 Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape
 They jump out the face
 Then jump out the face
 Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though
 

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Duration
02:41
Tempo
130 BPM

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