pain ysl 31 - jumpin' şarkı sözleri
(Columbus Bricks, Yeah)
F*ck it, we double from nothing (From nothing)
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom (From the buttom)
She knows regardless that we keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump snitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump bitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump snitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, bitch, jump what sup)
F*ck It, we keep the trench jumping (YSL)
Man f*ck, all the long talk
It's about nothing that a nigga be with (Be with)
Blood pact from that bankroll
Now when the cash call, I become bewitched (Bewitched)
Water my neck, my wrist and my fist
When I pull up niggas get sea sick (Sea sick)
Hawk eye, I can't miss but when a nigga get clapped
Bitch I ain't see shit
Trojan, in a Trojan
With a foreign lil bitch
That be a Porsche and a Portia
With a top off, big tits
To be a boss we had to boss up
So we tow truck big bricks
And with the shine we had the rose gold
Eva Mendes type links, you can't say shit
Put that on the clique (Clique)
These niggas ain't bout shit, but talk shit like a bitch
We tryna get rich, cop some shit that don't make sense
Until then Ima be the trench God and make hits
Kicks
F*ck 'em
F*ck it, we double from nothing (From nothing)
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom (From the buttom)
She knows regardless that we keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump snitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump bitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump snitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, bitch, jump what sup)
F*ck It, we keep the trench jumping (YSL)
How the f*ck he as real as this (I dunno)
How he stay fresh with the drip (You Dig)
How we keep him in the trench
But he still got shit that wet a bitch (You Dig)
He ain't had none, how he sound better than the nigga that we think's legit
Niggas still nigga shit and that's doing shit
That ain't got a stank
Never fold and never flinch (Nha)
When the beat on its a hit
When your bitch ain't home, you ain't gotta trip
Cos you know where she is
Got a day-care throat steady on the job
Taking care of my kids (Of my seed)
You gon' have her home in a bit
So you can go ahead and kiss her lips
Tricks, stay on long sleeves (Bitch)
Boy I'm a East side OG (East Side)
These niggas friends with the police
Niggas turn on your for a block cheese
Constipated, no shit
F*ck it, cos we arson when we link
Niggas fucked letting me link with Columbus Bangers Bricks
Got that shit that bang a bitch
This that shit that bag a brick
This that f*ck that rapping shit
And wrap an opp in a bag, you get?
YSL stay with that hard nigga
Ask your broad, let her cock my clip
I ain't never been a fraud
Put that on God
And my nigga Trojan bitch
Shit f*ck em
F*ck it, we double from nothing (From nothing)
Hungry for a diet of hunnits (Cash)
Young niggas straight out from the bottom (From the buttom)
She knows regardless that we keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump snitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump bitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, jump snitch)
We keep the trench jumpin' (Jump, bitch, jump what sup)
F*ck It, we keep the trench jumping (YSL)

