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letra de jumpin - rich amiri

jumpin lyrics
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[chorus: rich amiri]
diamonds flooded, cup muddy
bad b-tches, they all tryna f-ck me
pot, whip it, got the trap jumpin’
say that he gon’ k!ll me, uh, that boy ain’t on nothin’

[verse 1: rich amiri]
promise i know that you bluffin’, yeah
gone’ k!ll me let’s get this sh-t started
that chopper gon’ aim at your m-ffin, yeah
my toolie shootin’ the farthest
no, i ain’t f-ck with the fussin’, yeah
drop a lil’ tape and it charted
and i’m smokin’ on that good gas
you would think somebody farted
i love that b-tch and her hood ass, i took that ho off the market
if you got sh-t, then we took that
i’m robbin’, i’m gettin’ it started
what’s that on your back? it’s a target
i’m drippin’ down, i’m in prada garments
i’m ridin’ ’round in a charger, wide-body too big, can’t park it
push to start, no keys to start it
i’m with the gang, we go live wе go r-t-rded
then wе pull up to your block and get it sparkin’
and they say amiri hot, somethin’ like arson
somethin’ like, yeah
[chorus: rich amiri]
diamonds flooded, cup muddy
bad b-tches, they all tryna f-ck me
pot, whip it, got the trap jumpin’
say that he gon’ k!ll me, uh, that boy ain’t on nothin’

[verse 2: iayze]
trap jumpin’, cut ’em off when they start to act funny
bro just went big body benz, i went big body beamer, we havin’ ’em runnin’
like only time can tell, never thought i would turn nothin’ to somethin’
and they wanna see me in h-ll, bb on the drum, you don’t want the dumpin’
he tryna say he gon’ spin over here, but we know you not
i don’t know why you keep bluffin’, yeah, finna make him a new target
i’m finna f-ck her, but not finna cuff her, yeah, puttin’ sh-t up like a sergeant, yeah
i’m talkin’ brand new bimmer, yeah, hop in that b-tch with lil’ [?]
i’m finna hop my car, i push to start it
i done came a long-ass way, look what i started
b-tch buggin’, she casamigo chuggin’
she say it ain’t nothin’, she louis v stuntin’

[chorus: rich amiri]
diamonds flooded, cup muddy
bad b-tches, they all tryna f-ck me
pot, whip it, got the trap jumpin’
say that he gon’ k!ll me, uh, that boy ain’t on nothin’

- rich amiri

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