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Autumn! – Jumpin! Lyrics

Autumn! – Jumpin! Lyrics

I seen this shit in my future, this shit was way Too Easy like Gunna
AR15 carbine, magpul grips, two mags, we huntin’
Who the fuck else you know do this shit like this?
Hell yeah, I run it

Rio back there playin’ with them 808s, them bitches thumpin’
How the fuck the beat so evil?
It sound like something comin’
Glock 17, 19, 23, don’t matter lil bitch we dumpin’
I feel like Rich The Kid in 2014, cause this bitch jumpin’
44 bulldog, shoot by the 6s, watch how bad we slump ’em
Bullets gone eat through stomachs
How many bullets we need?
Bitch hunnids
Your money green, well my shit hunnids
Plus Steven just gave me a hunnid
Pushin’ the LaFerrari like a hummer
We in that SF90 like its nothing
Scratch it, we back in the Black Badge Cullinan
It ain’t a Autumn! song unless I hum in it
Fuckin’ her good, she told me put my thumb in it
Niggas see how I move, and they just run with it
I been through bullshit all year, that’s what come with it
Fuck it, I’m up a quarter having fun and shit
She tryna play the mind games, like I’m dumb and shit
Tryna eat off my plate, he gettin’ crumbs and shit
Orange face presi plain jane like it’s Trump and shit
Ex got him out his body, finna crump and shit
9 don’t sit right in ya chest like a lump and shit
He better get to runnin’ like he Gump and shit

Walked in this bitch with that fye
You can see pain in my eyes
You see the danger inside
You can see rain in my eyes
Love when it rain don’t know why
I think it rain when we die
None of the opps could survive
Don’t know how he still alive
I got my eyes on the prize
I can see right through your lies
All I think about is demise
Send his ass right back to god
We put him up with the flies
We put him up with his guys
Sticks on us, why would you try?

I seen this shit in my future
This shit was way Too Easy like Gunna
AR15 carbine, magpul grips, two mags, we huntin’
Who the fuck else you know do this shit like this?
Hell yeah, I run it
(Who the fuck else you know do this shit like this?)
(Hell yeah, I run it)

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