Jumpin’ Z Money

[Intro]
Yo, this shit dope
This shit is dope
Ah
Pyrex whipper
Man, fuck forgiveness
Pyrex

[Verse 1]
Yellow McLaren on two-fours, call that bitch lil' Kobe, yeah
Break the brick in the Chevy, then hit the store, then buy some dope, see
Man, these niggas hilarious, they on my dick, don't even know me
Like a bunny, got carats, just tried to touch him, catch a four piece
They don't even know me
Drop big bales your homie
Captain of the game on floor seats
Gas it like Tony
Ounce of that dope in the morning
Cap ass nigga, he flodgin'
Got the drip in my closet
What's on my hip, 'bout to dodge it
Killers gonna sift through my pockets
Wrappin' bricks like my father
Gettin' bitches hit, gettin' guala
Breakin' cells got me V12
Ran out of codeine, need a refill
I'm known in the county for makin' them bales
Know in the hood for breakin' that scale
Don't impress me, nigga, just never tell
Workin' nonstop, gotta get it, can't fail
Damn, rest in peace to Mel
Louis on the coat, couple G's, I'm a player
Spend a lot of money on the shit that I wear, yeah