Quavo]
Migo Gang we in the building, Yo!
Young boss n***a sh**, you know what I'm sayin'?
Turn up!
Yo! Jumpin', Jumpin', Jumpin', Jumpin', Jump Jump Jumpin'
My men always jumping out the gym
No basketball though
Jumping out the gym
Jumping out the gym
No Clyde Drexler money
Jumping out the gym
Jumping out the gym
Jumping out the gym
No Dominique money
Jumping out the gym
Go! Money above the rim
Burberry timbs
Bands jumpin' out the gym, no Shawn Kemp
Back then she ain't want me
Now I got her salty
'Cause she seen Young Quavo flex up in that Aston Martin
Hurricane wrist, watch Young Quavo break the pot
In the VIP shootin' nothing but money jump shots
Can't nobody touch me 'cause my goons like secret service
Pull up, pop the trunk, it's a flock of birdies
Smokin' on purp James Worthy, (purp)
Sippin' on pink like Kirby, (lean)
I already know she thirsty
So I put her in the kitchen dancing dirty
I already know he a coward
I already know he sour
He a snake in the gra** so I had to cut him off
I call that Georgia Powell
We don't even kick it like that dog
Quick to spray a n***a like Lysol
Don't get mad at me 'cause I smashed your b**h then I pa**ed her like Chris Paul
Hell nah I don't need no label
Hundred bands just sitting on the table
Face card so good in da hood I could go kick sh** with blocc gang in Decatur
80 piece teeth
Girbauds with the crease
Aw sh** look who it is, the white Dominique
Dominique Wilkins, more dough than Homer Simpson
I can ball and tell more story than that Rumpelstiltskin
I done shine different, but I still diamond glisten
Wood wheel twistin', mysterious roof missin'
40K on wrist, and I'm ballin' fierce
I done shot more jumpers than that Paul Pierce
Or Kevin Garnett, 'cept I don't even break a sweat
I'm flying learjet, all gla** clear jet
Me and Migos stack casinos, DJ Drama
We on vacation, we skyscrapin' in East Bahamas
Dominique back in the day
Man they jumpin' out the gym, Wilt Chamb
With a shot like 'areemm Abdul-Jabbar
Or lay it up like Nate Archibald
21 bands on me, Dominique
Shoot a n***a lights out, Pistol Pete
And I called them Birds Beyonce
'Cause they look good and you know they gon' sing
Thirty-one [?]
I dropped 3, it wasn't nothing, Reggie Miller
I'm jumpin out da gym, Yao Ming
You're short similar to a [?]
A n***a keep a steel like [?]
Black and grey [?] Larry Bird [?]
You gon give her up my eye [?]
Shooting jumpshot like Brent Barry, Kyle Korver, Jason Terry
And if a n***a try and take my cash, no Pastor Troy, but we ready
Out the gym, straight to Lennox
How I do's it n***a?
Got a plug down in Louie, don't even use it n***a
Got a plug in every city for my shoes n***a
Walk in the store with straight cash, n***a no issue
They like T James! That's my n***a!
You a real n***a bruh that's why we f** with ya
My reply is always humble n***a never brag
Tell that cute b**h show me where the elevens at
You want them Jordans, n***a?
I'm on the Air Max
Tryna ball with me ain't safe n***a air bag
You sleeping on the fly n***a call it jet lag
Money making moves n***a call it step back
James