JUMP BALL lyrics

by

David Shawty


[Intro]
Trayso on the beat, man
ISO
Yungster Jack

[Verse 1: Yungster Jack]
I can hear it calling like Moana
I'ma keep on going, f*ck a comma
She's been heating up just like a sauna
I will keep on going 'cause I'm on one
And lately all I'm thinking 'bout is dots
And if some sh*t comes up, I'm just gon' shrug
I'ma f*ck around, play with my lungs
Give a f*ck and my bro gon' pick me up (Jack)
And my bro gon' pick me up
I won't never ever bite the dust
Sit back and slump
I'm with David with our shirts off in the Sun

[Verse 2: David Shawty]
(David)
Sitting back [?] and I'm loving the ice
She's a b*tch, I can't talk to her nice
Nothing to see, get the f*ck out my sight
Doing twenty-five, I'm not lying 'bout it
We is not friends, we some frenemies
I don't wanna conversate with the enemy
I'm in the cut, I need more anonymity
Twenty-two b*tches, they all want the same from me (David)
Bad b*tch, she grabbing my belt
Smoking this gas, it's good for my health
Making her sing, she sound like Adele
[?] tell
I need the green [?] wealth
Give a f*ck about you going to hell
You a L
[Outro: Yungster Jack]
(Yungster Jack)
(David)
I can hear it calling like Moana
I'ma keep on going, f*ck a comma
She's been heating up just like a sauna
I will keep on going 'cause I'm on one
And lately all I'm thinking 'bout is dots
And if some sh*t comes up, I'm just gon' shrug
I'ma f*ck around, play with my lungs
Give a f*ck and my bro gon' pick me up
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