Jumpin’ Like Mine

[Intro]
Droop-E on the beat

[Chorus: Cousin Fik]
Steady duckin’ on the one time
24, always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars, wrist on shine
Getting it, it’s all mine (it’s all mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)

[Verse 1: E-40]
All of my hyenas having fetti (fetti)
Japanese denim and Giuseppe’s
Niggas in it heavy and they ready (ready)
Turn a nigga brain to spaghetti (spaghetti)
Some niggas be like bitches, they be messy (messy)
Leave a sucker leaking in they Chevy (Chevy)
Ruger 45 be my weappy (weappy)
Just in case a hater try to test me (test me)
Cookin’ and flippin’ the cola
Bet I get eight zippers over
A goon with a spoon, my plug’s the shit
Fronted me a brick and taught me how to whip
Players getting paid from the blade
Trap boomin’ like I threw a hand grenade (boom!)
You need an elbow or that bubble gum?
If I ain’t got it, I know where to get it from (me and my niggas)

[Chorus: Cousin Fik]
Steady duckin’ on the one time
24, always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars, wrist on shine
Getting it, it’s all mine (it’s all mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)

[Verse 2: Cousin Fik]
Niggas traps ain’t jumpin’ like mine
I got the fiends in a single-file line
You could hit me for the ‘dro, that’s fine
Got to be an eighth at least ‘cause I don’t do dimes
I got a lotta trafficking in my apartment
It’s like K-Mart ‘cause it got different departments
Getting dough, look at my garments
I’m the man on the low, call me Clark Kent
AK banana on, scanner on, getting dome
Camera phone, flip a zone and get my chippers on
Take a stripper home for now, leaving my zipper alone
I’m hella gone off Patrón, plus a bitch digging my cologne
When I’m in my old school, it feel just like a Lamb’
Like K-Dee, you know my trunk slam
Niggas hating on me, I don’t give a damn
Sick Wid It pig, trap house going ham and I’m…

[Chorus: Cousin Fik]
Steady duckin’ on the one time
24, always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars, wrist on shine
Getting it, it’s all mine (it’s all mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)

[Verse 3: Work Dirty]
I got a whole lotta liquor in me
I got a whole lotta niggas with me
We got a whole lotta cash on us
She got a whole lotta ass, don’t she?
My youngin’, he’ll blast for me
Soon as I give him the pass, homie
New whip, dealer tags on it
20 racks, I dropped bands on it
Four bottles of that Cliquot
We ballin’, no free throw
All true off from what their cigars
500 a box, hanh!
Fly and fat nigga, ain’t I?
But bitches love us, ask Tamar
The law be hatin’ on us, bro
But they gon’ have to RICO

[Chorus: Cousin Fik]
Steady duckin’ on the one time
24, always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars, wrist on shine
Getting it, it’s all mine (it’s all mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine (ain’t jumpin’ like mine!)
Steady duckin’ on the one time
24, always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars, wrist on shine
Getting it, it’s all mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine
Your trap ain’t jumpin’ like mine