Jumpin on a Jet

Lyrics

Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 We say it's up
 Then it's up
 Perfect timing
 Throw the diamond in my cup
 Solitaires on my ankle, I'm way up
 See, you trolling, and that shit not weighing up
 Lambo truck, and I'm flexing, Prince's cup
 On the G4, Fendi my clothes, top of the globe
 Put the carats in my nose
 Never did fold, and I won't sell my soul
 Platinum rose gold
 Phillipe my hoes
 Tricking it oh-oh-off
 Fucking on a star
 Might get your car
 I was standing on the bar
 Me and my squad
 We dripping in Ar
 Ordered the 14 passenger
 Flyest nigga in America
 Fresh Chanel and a manicure
 VVs got my hoes sprung
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off
 Say it's war
 We gon' down him and fuck his hoe
 I'm the boy, putting these marbles in my doors
 I can't change, ya gotta swip wit' us
 On my reign
 I'm on flames, me and my hoe play gangbang
 I'm a superstar, but I already got my stains
 I was in the back seat, but I know I was switching lanes
 Headrest, clearport
 I stay deadfresh, far in my transport
 Ordered the 14 passenger
 Flyest nigga in America
 Fresh Chanel and a manicure
 VVs got my hoes sprung
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off
 
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 We say it's up
 Then it's up
 Perfect timing
 Throw the diamond in my cup
 Solitaires on my ankle, I'm way up
 See, you trolling, and that shit not weighing up
 Lambo truck, and I'm flexing, Prince's cup
 On the G4, Fendi my clothes, top of the globe
 Put the carats in my nose
 Never did fold, and I won't sell my soul
 Platinum rose gold
 Phillipe my hoes
 Tricking it oh-oh-off
 Fucking on a star
 Might get your car
 I was standing on the bar
 Me and my squad
 We dripping in Ar
 Ordered the 14 passenger
 Flyest nigga in America
 Fresh Chanel and a manicure
 VVs got my hoes sprung
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off
 Say it's war
 We gon' down him and fuck his hoe
 I'm the boy, putting these marbles in my doors
 I can't change, ya gotta swip wit' us
 On my reign
 I'm on flames, me and my hoe play gangbang
 I'm a superstar, but I already got my stains
 I was in the back seat, but I know I was switching lanes
 Headrest, clearport
 I stay deadfresh, far in my transport
 Ordered the 14 passenger
 Flyest nigga in America
 Fresh Chanel and a manicure
 VVs got my hoes sprung
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off
 
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 Yeah hoe (Jumping on and off the jet)
 We say it's up
 Then it's up
 Perfect timing
 Throw the diamond in my cup
 Solitaires on my ankle, I'm way up
 See, you trolling, and that shit not weighing up
 Lambo truck, and I'm flexing, Prince's cup
 On the G4, Fendi my clothes, top of the globe
 Put the carats in my nose
 Never did fold, and I won't sell my soul
 Platinum rose gold
 Phillipe my hoes
 Tricking it oh-oh-off
 Fucking on a star
 Might get your car
 I was standing on the bar
 Me and my squad
 We dripping in Ar
 Ordered the 14 passenger
 Flyest nigga in America
 Fresh Chanel and a manicure
 VVs got my hoes sprung
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off
 Say it's war
 We gon' down him and fuck his hoe
 I'm the boy, putting these marbles in my doors
 I can't change, ya gotta swip wit' us
 On my reign
 I'm on flames, me and my hoe play gangbang
 I'm a superstar, but I already got my stains
 I was in the back seat, but I know I was switching lanes
 Headrest, clearport
 I stay deadfresh, far in my transport
 Ordered the 14 passenger
 Flyest nigga in America
 Fresh Chanel and a manicure
 VVs got my hoes sprung
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off the jet
 Jumping on and off
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:17
Key
11
Tempo
140 BPM

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