Iyea
Jyeaaa
Jyeaa
Jyea
Yea
Yeaaa
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna Jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
Your mane is my name
Gucci is what they call me
Six months i lost it
Now bitch i ball it
Twenty-eight inches
Got me standin' really tall man
Tearin' up the mall
This is just the way i ball man
Cocaine ounces
Blue and yellow wristband
Chain look iceland
Watch my breitling
Niggas think ice can
Gucci think island
Niggas think charger
Gucci think 'rrari
-sorry,
Murcialago i park it
Inside peanut butter
Outside change it
Now outside
Get it inside stranger
Diamonds look mustard
S 600
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
I enter to the club
Im lookin for a girl
She lookin for a thug
Like im lookin for a pull
I bought a pack of bullets
I showed her lot of jewels
I gotta lot shows, see
I really gotta know
But i aint gotta know
I'm standing real low
I'm backin out my auntie
How she says she doesnt know
She put at the house
And i'm back in the drought
And it made me feel real good
When i came back with that phat
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
Im south beach in miami
Ready in my ferrari
Officer shinin' rounds
On my 07' astin martin
Baby got a jaguar
But i like his 'rarri
Watch by jaeger
But my shoes are made by 'marri
Stepped on your boyfriend
Didnt say sorry
Licky licky licky
Heres comes gucci
Stepped on your boyfriend
Didnt say sorry
Licky licky licky
Heres comes gucci
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil buddies
And we finna jump the line
Jump the line every time
You know we jump the line
Fresh up off the grind
And we finna jump the line
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