22 savage – jumpin lyrics
[intro]
yeah man they be playing all type of games
-chatting-
you think that’s 21? (no b-tch that’s 22)
[verse 1]
this that travis james sh-t, this that travis james sh-t
in the kitchen whippin’ dope like it’s food
and this ain’t 21, b-tch this 22
young 22 love grippin’ automatics
i get p-ssy on the regular, that’s automatic
pull up, air it out like a fan
i take picture with my fans
with that fan, what’s up fam?
f-ck a n-gg- what i’m sayin’
smoke comin’ out the sunroof like a chimney
22 n-gg-s masked up like gremlins
i just took your b-tch to the movies
i only want that mouth but she gave up that choochie
savage where you from? don’t ask me where i’m from b-tch
come up in my room and i’ma poke you like a thumbtack
three freaky b-tches want d-ck, yeah huh
no michael jordan but i got the trap jumpin’
young savage n-gg- tryna f-ck your baby mama
travis james entertainment, buy your b-tch a honda
i just hit a lick for ’bout 3500
young 22, b-tch i’m juugin’ out a honda
[verse 2]
skrrt i be whipping in that kitchen like a slave
22 n-gg-s in the back getting blazed
pull up shoot your mama in her mothaf-ckin’ face
ain’t got no feelings when i go in savage mode
young 22 b-tch, i be f-ckin’ all the hoes
i gotta get that money when i wake up in the mornin’
two bad b-tches on my side, i wake up h-rny
pour up in the sprite, syrup leakin’ out the bottle
only f-ck with ratchets ’cause they love what i do
and this ain’t 21, b-tch, this 22
i scr-pe that f-ckin’ bowl like it’s f-ckin’ campbell’s soup
i be in the kitchen cookin’ dope like it’s food
[hook]
this ain’t 21 b-tch, this 22
i whip that f-ckin’ dope like it’s f-ckin’ campbell’s soup
i be drippin’ pasta, i got lava on my shoes
and i just caught a play at the hotel room
this ain’t 21 b-tch, this 22
i whip that f-ckin’ dope like it’s f-ckin’ campbell’s soup
i be drippin’ pasta, i got lava on my shoes
and i just caught a play at the hotel room
[verse 3]
this ain’t 21, b-tch, this 22
i whip that f-ckin’ dope like in the kitchen with a spoon
i f-ck your baby mama in a hotel room
i can sell you mollies, i got dope, i got shrooms
please don’t try to rob me cause i came with my tool
i pull up on your block with 21 goons
so in a f-ckin’ honda with 21 tools
you make the wrong move, pew-pew on you
ridin’ round with shotty
don’t get out your body
travis james entertainment, send your ho a molly
i be out my body ridin’ with shotties
travis james entertainment, send your ho a molly
[outro]
22 savage and this ain’t 21, b-tch
f-ck you with a drum stick
b-tch i got a drum stick
skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt
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