作词 : Symere Woods/Zakar Jahari Johnson/Chase Anthony Blackston/Brandon Terrell Veal

作曲 : Symere Woods/Zakar Jahari Johnson/Chase Anthony Blackston/Brandon Terrell Veal

[Chorus]

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah), haha

[Post-Chorus]

.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha, ah (.44 on my body, what? What?)

.44 on my body, ah (What?)

.44 on my body (What?), ha

.44 on my— (Ah)

[Verse]

I'm just out my body (Yeah)

She got a big body, call her a Benz (Brrt)

Money on my counter stand (Ha, what? What?)

If you shoppin' Wafi, damn (What?)

I don't do Wafi 'cause that shit don't dance (Eliantte)

You know how hot— (Yeah)

You know how hot it is to **** in a Lamb'

I been in this shit for a while

Money stretched out for a mile

Triple the work in my bank

Get money, in love with my side ho

Lil Uzi Vert is a psycho

I'ma pop him like Django

My niggas spin shit like a vinyl

I ain't know

.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha, ah (What? What? What?)

I don't wear Supreme but if I indulge you know I only wear GORE-TEX

Get money, drugs, what else? More sex (Woo, woah)

If that lil' bitch not a city girl then I swear that shit is borin' (She's too borin')

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine (Yes)

What you tryin'? (You tryin' what?)

**** nigga don't never wanna play

Got a nigga killed with a baby Trey

Why the **** you playin'? Get hit (Bitch)

(Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, yeah)

[Chorus]

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]

.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha (What? What? What?)

Ha

(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire)

.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha (What? What? What?)

(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire)

Ha

(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire)

(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire)