Cook that shit up, Quay Look Thirty deep, trap house jumpin' I just hit the curb, I had to get it jumpin' Thirty-six, got my wrist in the bowl Dropped in a half and I whipped up a whole I had to take it that there for my folks I know some real ones that's still down the road, yeah Jumpin', jumpin', I gotta keep my trap jumpin' Jumpin', jumpin', all in the kitchen, the hundreds I'm thumbin' Jumpin', jumpin', you want to one on one, my youngins they jump you Jumpin', jumpin', how you get money, your trap ain't jumpin' How you get money, your trap ain't jumpin' When it come back glass nigga know the trap bumpin' He called for the whole bag, said he comin' from the country I ain't droppin' no number, still thirty-five hundred Got the game from my uncle, I grew up a hustler I learned from them farmers, started using my muscle We just moved in this bitch and we got this bitch jumping The neighbors keep trippin', the junkies keep comin' Jump, jump, just call 'fore you come and don't pull up in front Lil Quill got the stick and he shoot through the cut We gon' trap this bitch out, switch it out in a month Thirty deep, trap house jumpin' Hit the curb, skrrt, damn this bitch runnin' Thirty deep, trap house jumpin' I just hit the curb, I had to get it jumpin' Thirty-six, got my wrist in the bowl Dropped in a half and I whipped up a whole I had to take it that there for my folks I know some real ones that's still down the road, yeah Jumpin', jumpin', I gotta keep my trap jumpin' Jumpin', jumpin', all in the kitchen, the hundreds I'm thumbin' Jumpin', jumpin', you want to one on one, my youngins they jump you Jumpin', jumpin', how you get money, your trap ain't jumpin' I keep the two-two-three, with the pistol grip When I hit, that bitch jumpin' I put a wholesale on the cookie bags Now I got the trap jumpin' I'm Michael Jordan with the J's I'm Peyton Manning with the plays I keep the work like a slave I beat the trap, Johnny Cage All my young niggas jumpin', I whip the Glock like an onion I'm at your head like bunion, now my diamonds they jumpin' I trap out the work, had to hit me a lick Had to run up my bag then I sold it my sick I'm OD-ing on lean 'cause that Henn make me sick And my trap still jumpin', you ain't talkin' 'bout shit Thirty deep, trap house jumpin' I just hit the curb, I had to get it jumpin' Thirty-six, got my wrist in the bowl Dropped in a half and I whipped up a whole I had to take it that there for my folks I know some real ones that's still down the road, yeah Jumpin', jumpin', I gotta keep my trap jumpin' Jumpin', jumpin', all in the kitchen, the hundreds I'm thumbin' Jumpin', jumpin', you want to one on one, my youngins they jump you Jumpin', jumpin', how you get money, your trap ain't jumpin' How you get money, your trap is not jumpin' Call up my youngins, you know that they jumpin' Come through the back 'cause these motherfuckers bunkin' Don't come with that shit or your mouth get to dunkin' Beat up that pot, you think I won't punch you Yeah we got work but we don't do no frontin' Thirty-six O's on my wrist, now I'm stuntin' Your ho give me head but we don't do no hunchin' Big bro Nick Cannon, he send 'em the bunk I'm doin' the dash, I got six in the trunk Really like Stanley, got six in the pump Play with that cash and that motherfucker dumpin' Juggin' and servin', look out for my junkies Yeah we got glass but we still serving dummies Yeah we got sticks and them shits hold a hundred Know you don't want it Wrap this shit up and we shoot it like pony Thirty deep, trap house jumpin' I just hit the curb, I had to get it jumpin' Thirty-six, got my wrist in the bowl Dropped in a half and I whipped up a whole I had to take it that there for my folks I know some real ones that's still down the road, yeah Jumpin', jumpin', I gotta keep my trap jumpin' Jumpin', jumpin', all in the kitchen, the hundreds I'm thumbin' Jumpin', jumpin', you want to one on one, my youngins they jump you Jumpin', jumpin', how you get money, your trap ain't jumpin'