Eli $tones - Jump Force Lyrics

Yeah
Aye
(Stones)
Look
I want the rollie flooded on my wrist, my bitch want the Patek though
No I cannot fuck with these lil bitty bitches, get outta my telephone
These bitches be hating on me cause my shawty look just like a centerfold
And I'll get the glizzy if niggas get silly, try pushing they envelope
Top
Shotta
Lil bitch I feel like Kurama
You get in the way then we popping that trunk cause my niggas ain't with all the drama
Stock
Commas
Lil bitch I do what I wanna
I'm cold as a bitch cause I don't give a shit, watch me cut 'em right off like Baraka
Man I just been getting to it, stacking money, no way they can fuck up my chakra
I swear they be biting the energy, money in rubber be stripping like Gaza
I'm running it up and the way that I'm killing these niggas my life is a saga
I'm bumping Cobain in the building while counting this money and smoking nirvana
Snakes in the grass so I'm cutting it low just to show that I'm owing you nada
I think that she straight Guatemalan, up in my casa, calling me papa
Look I cannot take your advice, you ain't doing a thing, bitch I do what I gotta
Look we don't got nothing in common, hot like a sauna, Gucci and Prada
Listen up, I want the rollie flooded on my wrist, my bitch want the Patek though
No I cannot fuck with these lil bitty bitches, get outta my telephone
These bitches be hating on me cause my shawty look just like a centerfold
And I'll get the glizzy if niggas get silly, try pushing they envelope
Top
Shotta
Lil bitch I feel like Kurama
You get in the way then we popping that trunk cause my niggas ain't with all the drama
Stock
Commas
Lil bitch I do what I wanna
I'm cold as a bitch cause I don't give a shit, watch me cut 'em right off like Baraka
Bitch

Yeah
Aye
(Stones)
Look
I want the rollie flooded on my wrist, my bitch want the Patek though
No I cannot fuck with these lil bitty bitches, get outta my telephone
These bitches be hating on me cause my shawty look just like a centerfold
And I'll get the glizzy if niggas get silly, try pushing they envelope
Top
Shotta
Lil bitch I feel like Kurama
You get in the way then we popping that trunk cause my niggas ain't with all the drama
Stock
Commas
Lil bitch I do what I wanna
I'm cold as a bitch cause I don't give a shit, watch me cut 'em right off like Baraka
Man I just been getting to it, stacking money, no way they can fuck up my chakra
I swear they be biting the energy, money in rubber be stripping like Gaza
I'm running it up and the way that I'm killing these niggas my life is a saga
I'm bumping Cobain in the building while counting this money and smoking nirvana
Snakes in the grass so I'm cutting it low just to show that I'm owing you nada
I think that she straight Guatemalan, up in my casa, calling me papa
Look I cannot take your advice, you ain't doing a thing, bitch I do what I gotta
Look we don't got nothing in common, hot like a sauna, Gucci and Prada
Listen up, I want the rollie flooded on my wrist, my bitch want the Patek though
No I cannot fuck with these lil bitty bitches, get outta my telephone
These bitches be hating on me cause my shawty look just like a centerfold
And I'll get the glizzy if niggas get silly, try pushing they envelope
Top
Shotta
Lil bitch I feel like Kurama
You get in the way then we popping that trunk cause my niggas ain't with all the drama
Stock
Commas
Lil bitch I do what I wanna
I'm cold as a bitch cause I don't give a shit, watch me cut 'em right off like Baraka
Bitch