Drake & Future - Jumpman

If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

YeahHalloweenTaliban, Taliban(I'm gon' shoot you)Yeah, jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up to somethingThey just spent like two or three weeks out the countryThem boys up to something they just not just bluffingYou don't have to call I hit my dance like Usher (woo!)I just found my tempo like I'm DJ Mustard (woo!)I hit the Ginobili with my left hand up like (woo!)Lobster and Celine for all my babies that I missChicken finger, French fries for them hoes that wanna dissJumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up to somethingUh-uh, uh, I think I need some RobitussinWay too many questions you must think I trust youYou searching for answers I do not know nothing (woo!)I see 'em tweaking they know something's coming (woo!)Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up to something (woo!)Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, fuck was you expecting? (woo!)Chi-town chi-town Michael Jordan just said text me (woo!)

Jumpman, jumpman, jumpmanJumpman, jumpman, jumpmanI just seen the jet take off they up to somethingThem boys just not bluffing them boys just not bluffingJumpman, jumpman, jumpman, them boys up to somethingShe was tryna join the team I told her, "Wait."Chicken wings and fries we don't go on datesNobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu,I just throwed a private dinner in LATrapping is a hobby, that's the way for meMoney coming fast, they never get to sleepI, I just had to buy another safeBentley Spurs and Phantoms Jordan Fadeaway

YeahJumpman, jumpman, I don't need no introductionJumpman, jumpman, Metro Booming on production, wowHundred cousins out in Memphis they so country, wowTell her, "Stay the night, valet your car, come fuck me now."Jumpman, jumpman, live on TNT I'm flexing (ooh!)Jumpman, jumpman they gave me my own collection (ooh!)Jump when I say jump, girl, can you take direction? (Ooh!)Mutombo with the bitches, you keep getting rejected (Woo!)

Heard they came through magic city on a MondayHeard they had the club wild, it was star studdedA bunch of girls going wild when your chain floodedAnd I had 'em like wow, cup dirtyDopeman dopeman dopeman dopeman dopeman dopemanMoney on the counter, choppers on the floorI just caught that tempo, DJ Mustard (woo!)Way too much Codeine and AdderallWe just count up paper racks, whoaI know I'mma get my bitch back, whoaI count all these racks that I have on me now Imma have you like whoaChanel number 9, Chanel number 5, well you got 'em both

Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman them boys up to somethingThey just spent like two or three weeks out the countryThem boys up to something they just not just bluffing

Jumpman, jumpman, jumpmanThem boys up to something