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Jump Out the Face (feat. Future)

Jump Out the Face (feat. Future)

Meek Mill, Future

Lyrics

I just took a Perc now I'm on another level

Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil

Poured 8th of 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

Then jump out the face

Then jump out the face

Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall

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

Got to watch for these niggas they'll jump on your case

(watch all these niggas, these niggas ain't playing)

And none of this money don't come out the safe

Fuck with my dog and 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 I just done shoot down my cape

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 nigga pull up in Bentleys, I'm boolin'

I'm taking your ho from you cause she was chose

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 it

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

Then jump out the face

Then jump out the face

Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall

I've been peeping you niggas been watching my moves

Watching 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 its 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 the shit like a pool

I bought some 'Raris 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

Thirty-two 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 of 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

Then jump out the face

Then jump out the face

Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall

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