Jumpoff - Packy

Alright Moe-T, let’s have a little fun with this one

Turn my shits up, turn my shits up!

A-a-act like that

This that bounce, clap like that

Girl how you not in the front with a back like that?

Back in the booth like boo-ya, who-ya

Gonna call when I rip like this

Thug down (Pop pop) when I get like this

'Cause ain’t no tellin' what I’m gonna hit

Gunnin' for the top

But I’m killin' everybody under me for the fun of it

Wake up, my weight up

Nobody I came up with touchin' me

So I drop 2-o-13 with the whole rap game

See if they want some of me

Fourth-quarter, Kobe 'n' shit

Jedi, I’m like Kenobi 'n' shit

I know we the shit, been over this shit

I’ma take the game and bend over this shit

Took my time, mine for the taking

They broken records, I’m record-breaking

You married the game, you took the bribe

I crashed the wedding, I took the bride

And the cake too, no stopping me

Only time I break is when I breakthrough

And I’d son these dudes

But lately I don’t got shit for them boys to relate to

I’m from that murder mitt

That dirty glove, that cap city

No one was at my shows unless I brought them cats with me

First show split twenty bucks with Moe-T, Q, Daggs, and me

Last show I big boy, when I left I had three stacks with me

Now who grinding like me?

Tell me who working like us?

When this show arrive in your city

Tell me who get off of that bus

For the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff

Who ready for the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff?!

To the races, back to the basics

Back to this rap shit, back to the basement

Back-back way back, I’m 'bout to park with it

Back to the future, hop out the car with it

Back in the spotlight, parallel park with it

I’m-I'm out here, what’s crackin'?

Rappers got that ammo clackin', I just keep my camo saggin'

Dodgin' all the bb’s, you were catching Z-Z's

I was serving you like BnB

You a mix of two wack rappers, I’m a mix of me and me

Shoot at me like C.O.D.

or TMZ

But either way, I’m blowing up like TNT

Talk that shit, it’s my time, it’s my time

I’m hungry and I’m eating all the emcee’s like wontons

Spit 'em out on the sidelines

Give 'em pom-poms for they whole team

Get 'em all yellin' MVP, I’m like 'Bron 'Bron for the home team

Messed around got a triple-double, timeout, we in the huddle

«Coach give me the biscuit, I’ll give you the basket

Double team?

Triple team?

I ain’t gon' pass it»

I’m an assassin, beatin' defenders then I beat the clock

Pick up your jock, pick up your jaw

Before I pick up your lady, make her my jawn, make her my queen

You a pawn, I’m a king, I’m a beast of an emcee

I break even, I beat odds, don’t bet against me

I could take a dead crowd, step to the mic and bless it

Then we jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff

Who ready for the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff?!

My rocker, off to the doctor, I got the fever back

Kings of the old school think they got the game locked up

I got the key for that

No more guest house (We kickin' in the door)

I’m calling all my people, tell 'em what it’s (Hittin' for)

No more taking «no» for an answer, we bossin' up

As if Familiar With Floss wasn’t floss enough

They make promises and they give you a lot of probs

But they want ten percent of me and that is not wassup

I’ve been workin' (Workin'), workin' (Workin')

Workin' way too much

And this money that I’m making, this is mine, you can’t touch

I’m so wavy, I’m so wavy, I’m amazing, I’m so crazy

I’ll be grinding 'til I turn my Chevy Prism to a 'Cedes

I’m saying though, lately I’ve been laying low

But lowkey, I’m living the life I’ve been praying for

High lights, high beams, highways, high life, high stakes

You up in your girl’s purse, she all up in my place

You told her she can’t see me, she just call those blind dates

Who you really mad at?

Why you up in my face?

Jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff

Man you better jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff