JUMPING JACKS EDDISON (Ft. HANK TRILL)

[Intro]
(Fony Wallace, biatch)

[Chorus: Eddison]
Damn, I was in the trap
Makin' money flip, like a jumpin' jack
I been on lean and molly, yeah
Big bag full of percocets

[Post-Chorus: Eddison]
(Sleep) Big bag, I'm a fie- (Brr)
Big bag, I'm a fie- (Brr)
Big bag, I'm a fie- (Brr)
We gon' walk 'em down, I swear to god I'm gon' put 'em six feet deep
My goons can't walk around without me
Balenciaga, Prada my jeans

[Verse 1: Eddison]
Bah, bah, bah, bah
(Sleep, sleep) Brr (Brr-bah)
(Sleep, sleep)
Ooh, yeah bitch, so what? (Yeah bitch, so what?)
Pickin' some xannies up (Pickin' some xannies up)
Pickin' some percy's up (Pickin' some percy's up)
My bitch bad, she perkied up