Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jump Out The Face, artist - Meek Mill. Album song Dreams Worth More Than Money, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
Jump Out The Face |
I just took a perc now I’m on another level |
Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil |
Poured a 8th of Kobe Bryant mixing purple with the yellow |
Got these racks on demand its hard to keep this shit together |
Jump out the Rari then jump out the Wraith |
Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape |
Then jump out the face, then jump out the face |
Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall |
(Meek Mill) |
Came from the hood now we jump out of states |
Peep all these diamonds they jump out the face |
Ducking indictments and selling this white |
Got to watch for these niggas they’ll jump on your case |
(Watch all these niggas, these niggas be playing) |
And none of this money don’t come out the safe |
Fuck with my dawg knock a chunk out ya face |
Nigga I be so high I could jump out to space |
What the fuck did I say? |
I be so fly, I just done shoot down my cape |
Went and bought me a safe and it came with a Wraith |
Got some new money went and bought me a K |
You see all them VV’s jump out the face |
Put that dope in the trap and cook up me a cake |
We fly to Cuba to fuck up some mula |
Pour up some pour up my nigga we boolin' |
Young nigga pull up in Bentleys, I’m boolin' |
I’m taking your ho from you cause she was choosy |
I keep them shooters on deck I approve it |
Get me a truck of them things I’ll move it |
VVS cuts on my wrist suicidal |
I stay lit up with that flawless on fire |
I spend it all with my niggas let’s get it |
Get out your feelings young nigga let’s get it |
I got stars on my ceiling |
Jump out the Rari then jump out the Wraith |
Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape |
Then jump out the face, then jump out the face |
Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall |
I’ve been peeping you niggas been watching my moves |
Watching my stacks and my shoes |
When everybody did the Gucci and Louis |
We was on Jimmy Choos |
2012 when we did the Giuseppes, Margielas was cool |
When you lil niggas was worried about Jordans |
We was rocking them Loubs |
If I got to lose it’s not by the rules |
Get hit with that chopper knock right out your shoes |
Shawty so proper she look like a goddess |
When I dip inside her them jet like a pool |
I bought some Rarris and I bought some Phantoms |
And then dropped the ceilings like I dropped out of school |
Still will pull up on you hop out with goons |
Thirty-two shots let it pop out the tool |
I just took a perc now I’m on another level |
Tasting on the molly got me dancing with the devil |
Poured 8th of Kobe Bryant mixing purple with the yellow |
Got these racks on demand hard to keep this shit together |
Jump out the Rari then jump out the Wraith |
Then I hop in Margiela then hop in some Bape |
Then jump out the face, then jump out the face |
Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall |