Woo, woo

When I jump, when I jump
Wait I'm back on this again
From the back to the front
Puffing vision, hittin' licks
Task force in the cut,
double up with the kicks
When they say I fucking did it
But I don't know what I did

Star Wars with the clique,
I'm Han Solo with the rips
Kobe with the pass,
had to hit it no assist (swish)
Take her back to *****
then we let it coalesce
Icon livin', never seen him in the flesh

Look, tell them boys
I'm coming for they head top
They talk a lot,
just wait until my set drop
I truly cannot wait
to hear your next flop
Be careful nigga, this is not your Xbox
Ooh, keep your chest up
This is just my desktop flows out the Tesla

Now the gang got no shit to do,
they just a chatterbox
Now I wear a muzzle to the bank,
because I laugh a lot
Now I tell the paparazzi
"Turn the fucking cameras off"
Now I gotta get
the whole Cartier catalog

That's the only thing I always knew
I was an animal
Hottest on the block,
what you thought, nigga, tenfold
Now I feel magnificent,
I feel like I'm Lorenzo
I was feeling too indifferent,
had to switch the tempo
I stay out the music business,
I stay in the end zone
They said I would change with the chains
But the gangs all the same to this day

Where I jump, when I jump
Wait I'm back on this again
From the back to the front,
puffing vision, hittin' licks
Task force in the cut,
double up with the kicks
When they say I fucking did it,
but I don't know what I did

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
In the city lit again
in the city lit again
Had to cough up all my problems
Think I lost a couple bands
Talkin' like they solid
but they castle's in the sand
Hop off in the phantom
now the panic with the feds

Florence 1450 in my head
Keep that marble sculpture
by my bed
If you not with it, play it to the left,
stay right there

All this gold
Oh, save my soul
You can keep me whole
'Cause I'm outta control
Take your break, go slow
Hope just got so close

You went around in the city lights
Girl, we can paint such a pretty life
(Wish I could have told you
what that was like)
Last week ideal, girl, you did me right
Shaking up the bed with my hands tied

I admit I'm lost,
can I hitch a ride?
Something bout your voice
Like a lullaby
Whispers in my head
Keep me up at night
But how could I be scared
with you right by my side?

(I was looking for you at Coachella,
Both of you)
We don't get to talk a lot
now that you're all grown-up
(What a shame)

Girl, just hop in the Wraith
Send you flowers every day
Climb the tallest mountain in the city
just to yell "I love ya"
But, baby, that was my mistake
See, my heart when it breaks
Tends to always wanna say
"Baby I love ya"
So girl just hop up in the-

Who the fuck turned this shit on, nigga?
I told you don't play no
motherfucking wack shit
Big drip only