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Jump Off Video (MV)




Performed By: Flipp Dinero
Length: 3:06
Written by: Christopher Saint Victor, Mike Carter




Flipp Dinero - Jump Off Lyrics
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I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I'ma get rich, I'ma, ayy, yeah
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'ma get, skrr (yeah, yeah)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (ayy, ayy)
That money goin', it call, I just follow (skrr, skrr)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I want that money, you see how I'm livin'
I hop in the whip, let the pump off (yeah)
They offer the flips or they dump off (yeah)

Say Guala, see Guala, my neck and wrist shinin', my diamonds they lookin' like snowfall
Like f*ck do you mean, "What it go for?"
Like f*ck do you mean what you on, dawg? (Ayy, ayy)
VVS, diamonds, that's on my physique
VVS blindin', my pointers is neat
Watch how I step for the guap, when I walk in the spot got my bitch and her body on fleek
Shawty she bad, so you know I'ma keep
Beamer go fast and it don't need no key (skrr, skrr)
I'm gettin' hunnids and I bend the block and tell her go down when I'm grippin' her weave
How you get money, you say you get money, see I'm really thumbin' now I'm gettin' racks
I got the work in the pack and it's tucked in the back
And you know that the tool on my lap
I put in work in and trappin', I'm movin' like that
Then I spend it and get this shit back
I'm really movin' like that, put my crew on my back
And I put the whole hood on the map (yeah, ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (ayy)
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla (what? What?)
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (what?)
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (ayy, ayy)
That money goin', it call, I just follow (ayy)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)

Bag look froze when I talk 'bout G's
She a lil' freak, shawty serve my needs
Say she wan' f*ck, tell her call on me
And I said I want bands so I left like this
Hunnid good dope, man, it's on my weed
And I got the red walk 'cause the beam look neat
Run the bag up, I'ma get the bands up
By the four-fifth tuck and the Glizz got a beam
Gotta live once, yeah I'm here for the pesos
Diamonds on freeze 'til they drip 'cause they wet
I'm a gold star, I'ma do what I say so
Shawty my dream, so I say throw it back
I'm just tryna beat with no strings attached
Flippa gang, rich money, convoy intact
Grew up in the streets, where they tell you never lack
When you gotta move 'cause the hood hold you back, ayy
Money so I run off
Niggas try take it, I up with the beam and I probably go let the whole gun off
I can't just up and let one off (yeah)
Money my dream so I run off (skrr)
F*ck do you mean? Boy I need the whole bag and I'm all on my lonely 'til sun off
Commas a must so I run up (yeah, ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (jump off)
Care 'bout no problems it's all 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (bitch)
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas (gang, gang)
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (jump off)
That money goin', it call, I just follow (skrr, skrr)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (jump off)
Care 'bout no problems it's all 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
That money goin', it call, I just follow (skrr, skrr)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow (gang, gang)
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)

Ayy, gang
Gang, gang, ayy
Gang, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hol' up, skrr
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I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I'ma get rich, I'ma, ayy, yeah
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'ma get, skrr (yeah, yeah)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (ayy, ayy)
That money goin', it call, I just follow (skrr, skrr)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
I want that money, you see how I'm livin'
I hop in the whip, let the pump off (yeah)
They offer the flips or they dump off (yeah)

Say Guala, see Guala, my neck and wrist shinin', my diamonds they lookin' like snowfall
Like f*ck do you mean, "What it go for?"
Like f*ck do you mean what you on, dawg? (Ayy, ayy)
VVS, diamonds, that's on my physique
VVS blindin', my pointers is neat
Watch how I step for the guap, when I walk in the spot got my bitch and her body on fleek
Shawty she bad, so you know I'ma keep
Beamer go fast and it don't need no key (skrr, skrr)
I'm gettin' hunnids and I bend the block and tell her go down when I'm grippin' her weave
How you get money, you say you get money, see I'm really thumbin' now I'm gettin' racks
I got the work in the pack and it's tucked in the back
And you know that the tool on my lap
I put in work in and trappin', I'm movin' like that
Then I spend it and get this shit back
I'm really movin' like that, put my crew on my back
And I put the whole hood on the map (yeah, ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (ayy)
Care 'bout no problems except 'bout the dolla (what? What?)
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (what?)
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (ayy, ayy)
That money goin', it call, I just follow (ayy)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)

Bag look froze when I talk 'bout G's
She a lil' freak, shawty serve my needs
Say she wan' f*ck, tell her call on me
And I said I want bands so I left like this
Hunnid good dope, man, it's on my weed
And I got the red walk 'cause the beam look neat
Run the bag up, I'ma get the bands up
By the four-fifth tuck and the Glizz got a beam
Gotta live once, yeah I'm here for the pesos
Diamonds on freeze 'til they drip 'cause they wet
I'm a gold star, I'ma do what I say so
Shawty my dream, so I say throw it back
I'm just tryna beat with no strings attached
Flippa gang, rich money, convoy intact
Grew up in the streets, where they tell you never lack
When you gotta move 'cause the hood hold you back, ayy
Money so I run off
Niggas try take it, I up with the beam and I probably go let the whole gun off
I can't just up and let one off (yeah)
Money my dream so I run off (skrr)
F*ck do you mean? Boy I need the whole bag and I'm all on my lonely 'til sun off
Commas a must so I run up (yeah, ayy)

I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (jump off)
Care 'bout no problems it's all 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (bitch)
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas (gang, gang)
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (jump off)
That money goin', it call, I just follow (skrr, skrr)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off (jump off)
Care 'bout no problems it's all 'bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Them niggas will get you, it's all 'bout them commas
I'ma get rich, I'ma jump off
That money goin', it call, I just follow (skrr, skrr)
Rockin' designer like ain't no tomorrow (gang, gang)
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (ayy)

Ayy, gang
Gang, gang, ayy
Gang, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hol' up, skrr
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Writer: Christopher Saint Victor, Mike Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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