Jumpman

[Intro: Drake & Future] If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you Yeah, yeah Halloween Taliban, Taliban I'm gon' shoot you Yeah [Verse 1: Drake] Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something They just spent like two or three weeks out the country Them boys up to something, they just not just bluffing You don't have to call, I hit my dance like Usher, woo I just found my tempo like I'm DJ Mustard, woo I hit that Ginobili with my left hand up like woo Lobster and Céline for all my babies that I miss Chicken fingers, French fries for them hoes that wanna diss Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something Uh, uh, uh, I think I need some Robitussin Way too many questions, you must think I trust you You searching for answers, I do not know nothing, woo I see 'em tweaking, they know something's coming, woo Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something, woo Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, fuck was you expecting? Woo Chi-Town, Chi-Town, Michael Jordan just had text me, woo [Verse 2: Future] Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman I just seen the jet take off, they up to something Them boys just not bluffing, them boys just not bluffing Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something She was tryna join the team I told her wait Chicken wings and fries, we don't go on dates Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, Nobu I just throwed a private dinner in LA Trapping is a hobby, that's the way for me Money coming fast, we never getting sleep I, I just had to buy another safe Bentley Spur and Phantom, Jordan fadeaway [Verse 3: Drake] Yeah, Jumpman, Jumpman, I don't need no introduction Jumpman, Jumpman, Metro Boomin on production, wow Hundred cousins out in Memphis, they so country, wow Tell her stay the night, valet your car, come fuck me now Jumpman, Jumpman, live on TNT, I'm flexing, ooh Jumpman, Jumpman, they gave me my own collection, ooh Jump when I say jump, girl, can you take direction? Ooh Mutombo with the bitches, you keep getting rejected, woo [Verse 4: Future] Heard they came through Magic City on a Monday Heard they had the club wild, it was star studded A bunch of girls going wild when your chain flooded And I had 'em like wow, cup dirty Dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman Money on the counter, choppers on the floor I just copped that tempo, DJ Mustard, woo Way too much codeine and Adderall We just count up paper racks, whoa I know Imma get my bitch back, whoa I count all these racks that I have on me now Imma have you like whoa Chanel N°9, Chanel N°5, well, you got 'em both [Outro: Drake & Future] Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something They just spent like two or three weeks out the country Them boys up to something, they just not just bluffing Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something