Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My wrist on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
I gotta go get it
That bag that swag that's my religion
Them snakes they l hissing
They scheming and plotting with tunnel vision
I work with precision
I'm crashing this track like head on collision
I play my position
I swim with the sharks and not with the fishes
Im running this track
Like a nigga strength and conditioning
I hope that you listening
My style my flow that I be kicking
I pay her tuition
And now she really digging my pimpin
I'm not with no label
I roll roll so independent
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Yuh
Crash this shit on collision
This train wreck kinda f*cked up my vision
Bitches came to their senses
Leila came first, that's my queen not a princess
Eat my shorts, Bart Simpson
If you sure about it, go with yo intuition
This can be yo initiation, can't go back to basics
This shit I'm laced with...
Got a potency to it you cannot match
F*ck you good and I won't get attached
Hate to say, you won't find a better match
She super liked me so I caught me a body
Stuffed a cone or two, then forgot about it
I made it rappin bitch I never doubted
Had a master plan, I was bout it bout it
Talk in secret bout me, they ain't bout, doubt it, uh
All my green on go
You can smell it on my clothes
With that automatic bitch I'm super clutch
Jump in the coochie like it's double dutch
It's overrated then it's such and such
Translation... they don't matter bruv
Might reach our limits, no giving up
Overdose till we feel like we had enough
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
JamGee - Jump Rope (feat. Sir Splexxx) Lyrics
JamGee - Jump Rope (feat. Sir Splexxx) Lyrics
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Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My wrist on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
I gotta go get it
That bag that swag that's my religion
Them snakes they l hissing
They scheming and plotting with tunnel vision
I work with precision
I'm crashing this track like head on collision
I play my position
I swim with the sharks and not with the fishes
Im running this track
Like a nigga strength and conditioning
I hope that you listening
My style my flow that I be kicking
I pay her tuition
And now she really digging my pimpin
I'm not with no label
I roll roll so independent
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Yuh
Crash this shit on collision
This train wreck kinda f*cked up my vision
Bitches came to their senses
Leila came first, that's my queen not a princess
Eat my shorts, Bart Simpson
If you sure about it, go with yo intuition
This can be yo initiation, can't go back to basics
This shit I'm laced with...
Got a potency to it you cannot match
F*ck you good and I won't get attached
Hate to say, you won't find a better match
She super liked me so I caught me a body
Stuffed a cone or two, then forgot about it
I made it rappin bitch I never doubted
Had a master plan, I was bout it bout it
Talk in secret bout me, they ain't bout, doubt it, uh
All my green on go
You can smell it on my clothes
With that automatic bitch I'm super clutch
Jump in the coochie like it's double dutch
It's overrated then it's such and such
Translation... they don't matter bruv
Might reach our limits, no giving up
Overdose till we feel like we had enough
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My wrist on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
I gotta go get it
That bag that swag that's my religion
Them snakes they l hissing
They scheming and plotting with tunnel vision
I work with precision
I'm crashing this track like head on collision
I play my position
I swim with the sharks and not with the fishes
Im running this track
Like a nigga strength and conditioning
I hope that you listening
My style my flow that I be kicking
I pay her tuition
And now she really digging my pimpin
I'm not with no label
I roll roll so independent
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Yuh
Crash this shit on collision
This train wreck kinda f*cked up my vision
Bitches came to their senses
Leila came first, that's my queen not a princess
Eat my shorts, Bart Simpson
If you sure about it, go with yo intuition
This can be yo initiation, can't go back to basics
This shit I'm laced with...
Got a potency to it you cannot match
F*ck you good and I won't get attached
Hate to say, you won't find a better match
She super liked me so I caught me a body
Stuffed a cone or two, then forgot about it
I made it rappin bitch I never doubted
Had a master plan, I was bout it bout it
Talk in secret bout me, they ain't bout, doubt it, uh
All my green on go
You can smell it on my clothes
With that automatic bitch I'm super clutch
Jump in the coochie like it's double dutch
It's overrated then it's such and such
Translation... they don't matter bruv
Might reach our limits, no giving up
Overdose till we feel like we had enough
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Walk in fasho
They talk I know
My grind on go
Pull up and ghost
My rise on swoll
My team take notes
Jump in jump out
You know jump rope
Writer: Donte Williams, Jamir Green
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid