Jumpman Lyrics by Drake

0:02If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you

0:03Yeah, yeah

0:07Halloween

0:08Taliban, Taliban

0:10I'm gon' shoot you

0:14Yeah

0:15Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something

0:16They just spent like two or three weeks out the country

0:22Them boys up to something, they just not just bluffing

0:25You don't have to call, I hit my dance like Usher, woo

0:28I just found my tempo like I'm DJ Mustard, woo

0:31I hit that Ginobili with my left hand up like woo

0:35Lobster and Céline for all my babies that I miss

0:38Chicken fingers, French fries for them hoes that wanna diss

0:41Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something

0:45Uh, uh, uh, I think I need some Robitussin

0:48Way too many questions, you must think I trust you

0:51You searching for answers, I do not know nothing, woo

0:55I see 'em tweaking, they know something's coming, woo

0:58Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something, woo

1:02Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, fuck was you expecting? Woo

1:05Chi-Town, Chi-Town, Michael Jordan just had text me, woo

1:09Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman

1:13I just seen the jet take off, they up to something

1:16Them boys just not bluffing, them boys just not bluffing

1:19Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something

1:23She was tryna join the team I told her wait

1:26Chicken wings and fries, we don't go on dates

1:29Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu

1:32I just throwed a private dinner in LA

1:35Trapping is a hobby, that's the way for me

1:39Money coming fast, we never getting sleep

1:42I, I just had to buy another safe

1:46Bentley Spur and Phantom, Jordan fadeaway

1:49Yeah, Jumpman, Jumpman, I don't need no introduction

1:52Jumpman, Jumpman, Metro Boomin on production, wow

1:56Hundred cousins out in Memphis, they so country, wow

2:00Tell her stay the night, valet your car, come fuck me now

2:02Jumpman, Jumpman, live on TNT, I'm flexing, ooh

2:06Jumpman, Jumpman, they gave me my own collection, ooh

2:10Jump when I say jump, girl, can you take direction? Ooh

2:13Mutombo with the bitches, you keep getting rejected, woo

2:16Heard they came through Magic City on a Monday

2:19Heard they had the club wild, it was star studded

2:22A bunch of girls going wild when your chain flooded

2:26And I had 'em like wow, cup dirty

2:29Dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman

2:33Money on the counter, choppers on the floor

2:37I just copped that tempo, DJ Mustard, woo

2:40Way too much codeine and Adderall

2:43We just count up paper racks, whoa

2:46I know Imma get my bitch back, whoa

2:50I count all these racks that I have on me now Imma have you like whoa

2:52Chanel N°9, Chanel N°5, well, you got 'em both

2:56Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something

3:00They just spent like two or three weeks out the country

3:03Them boys up to something, they just not just bluffing

3:07Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something

3:25♪