Trap Jumpin' Lyrics

(Oh lord, Jetson made another one!)
I jumped up off the porch and started trapping with the thugs
I can't work no 9 to 5, I fell in love with selling drugs
Told my teacher when I grow up I know I'mma be the plug
I don't got shit to give a bitch but in the trap I'm showing love
Trap jumping I got jakes at the door
Good dope they keep coming back for more
You falling off cuz your pack moving slow I get it gone cuz I get it for the low
I can't work no 9 to 5 I'd rather serve it to the fiends
I got the crowd jumpin like I'm on a trampoline
I've been counting all the money All I see is Blue and green
Making profit out of drugs wear on it triple bean
In a kitchen with my daddy and he taught me how to like it
Big racks inside my pockets got me flashing like I'm Rocky

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