Jump You In

Lyrics
[Intro: Beno] Beep Beep Beep [Verse 1: Beno] That dog it was barkin too damn loud, hit it in his head Every time I hit the interstate, it's like more than 10 If any nigga play with me, I'm gon' make his bed I don't even come out the house if its less than a band I swear she gonna do whatever I, say just like Simon Says Sippin' on a 8 of red, all my niggas bangin' red If you catch him just shoot in him his face, just like what I said My nigga Jake he just did some lil bank shit, just which I switch I swear to God I just went down the way and just shot the [?] All this drank I just sipped in one month, I coulda bought a crib Every time I hit the fuckin stash, yea I never spend All this bitch, she do is shake her ass when she on the Gram Yea my phone be slappin', all I do is sell it by the grams And when I get back off the raw, I give some money to my grams I spend some money wit my fam And when I get back off that raw, I split some money wit my mans [Verse 2: Drego] Maaan, I been runnin' up them bands [?] miller, and you smokin' res I paid for the pussy and it came with head Yea I'm down in yo biddy, and I came with meds He only hit it wit a 2, hit that shit again This FN, Blue tips, it'll to twist yo dreads My young dawg, got them stones and flint but he ain't Fred I'm boolin' in a red zone, like I'm 20 in You wanna hop inside the game, we gon jump you in I heard you dealin with them thangs, better duck the FEDs This lil bitch textin me so horny, bitch lets get it in I'm ridin' in a 2 seater, this a baller benz Ya lil bitch suck the dick so fast, I call her 'rari head I'm down here with my Pirus, we in Ferrari red [Verse 3: Beno] But why you act like I can't hit the bank lil stupid bitch Lets just focus on this bag and get back to the riches Oh you ain't know I spent like 25 just for this brick I hit the CVS like Doug E Fresh and get to mixin' I swear it feel like deja vu when I walk in your kitchen [Verse 4: Drego] Maan, I done poured a whole damn 12, this shit got me tremblin I whip the beat with my knees, yea I feel like Timbaland Aye, i got the strap in the club, snuck it in my Timberlands My dawg caught a body, got off like he George Zimmerman Go hit the road, dont want it on you, hide it in the fender then The rap game, the dope game, same like a synonym The nigga say he want some smoke, put him in a blender then They hit 250 better eat it bitch, like its dinner then
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Credits
- Writers
- Beno
- Drego