[Intro: Drake & Future]
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you
Yeah
Halloween
Taliban, taliban
I'm gon' shoot you

[Verse 1: Drake]
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something
They just spent like two or three weeks out the country
Them boys up to something they just not just bluffing
You don't have to call I hit my dance like Usher (Woo!)
I just found my tempo like I'm Dj Mustard (Woo!)
I hit that Ginobili with my left hand up like woo!
Lobster and Céline for all my babies that I miss
Chicken fingers, french fries for them hoes that wanna diss
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something
Uh, uh, uh I think I need some Robitussin
Way too many questions you must think I trust you
You searching for answers I do not know nothing (Woo!)
I see 'em tweaking they know something's coming (Woo!)
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something (Woo!)
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, fuck was you expecting? (Woo!)
Chi-town, Chi-town, Michael Jordan just said text me (Woo!)

[Verse 2: Future]
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman
I just seen the jet take off they up to something
Them boys just not bluffing, them boys just not bluffing
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something
She was tryin' to join the team I told her wait
Chicken wings and fries we don't go on dates
Nobu Nobu Nobu Nobu Nobu Nobu
I just throwed a private dinner in La
Trapping is a hobby that's the way for me
Money coming fast we never getting sleep
I, I just had to buy another safe
Bentley Spurs and Phantoms Jordan Fadeaway

[Verse 3: Drake]
Jumpman, Jumpman, I don't need no introduction
Jumpman, Jumpman, Metro Boomin on production, wow
Hundred cousins out in Memphis they so country, wow
Tell her stay the night, valet your car, come fuck me now
Jumpman, Jumpman, live on Tnt I'm flexing (Ooh!)
Jumpman, Jumpman they gave me my own collection (Ooh!)
Jump when I say jump, girl can you take direction? (Ooh!)
Mutombo with the bitches, you keep getting rejected (Woo!)

[Verse 4: Future]
Heard they came through magic city on a Monday
Heard they had the club wild, it was star studded
A bunch of girls going wild when your chain flooded
And I had em like wow, cup dirty
Dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman
Money on the counter, choppers on the floor
I just copped that tempo, Dj Mustard (Woo!)
Way too much codeine and Adderall
We just count up paper racks, woah
I know I'mma get my bitch back, wooah
I count all these racks that I have on me now Imma have you like woah
Chanel number 9, Chanel number 5, well you got 'em both

[Outro: Drake & Future]
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something
They just spent like two or three weeks out the country
Them boys up to something they just not just bluffing
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something