Flipp Dinero – Jump Off (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Date 2020-05-16

Category Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Listen, Stream, Buy, Mp3 Download, Read the lyrics and watch the video to “Jump Off” by Flipp Dinero. The song was produced by Codeine Boy.

Flipp Dinero Jump Off

Flipp Dinero Jump Off

Flipp Dinero returns with, “Jump Off,” his first single of the year so far. The rapper has been busy making a name for himself in recent years, putting in work and racking up features from some impressive names. Back in November, Flipp dropped off his official debut album, LOVE FOR GUALA, following his 2017 mixtape, The Guala Way. His debut includes his monster hit, “Leave Me Alone,” as well as features from the likes of Kodak Black, Lil Baby, Rich the Kid, and Jay Critch. Back in January, Flipp and Rich released the music video for their collab, “Looking At Me,” off the album, and a month later, Flipp and Lil Baby did the same for “How I Move.” Now, it looks like Flipp’s embarking on a brand new era with “Jump Off.”

Flipp Dinero – Jump Off (prod. Codeine Boy)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off
Care ’bout no problems except ’bout the dolla
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off
I’ma get rich, I’ma, ayy, yeah
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma get, skrr (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off
Care ’bout no problems except ’bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers
Them niggas will get you, it’s all ’bout them commas
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Ayy, ayy)
That money goin’, it call, I just follow (Skrr, skrr)
Rockin’ designer like ain’t no tomorrow
Then move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off
I want that money, you see how I’m livin’
I hop in the whip at the [?] (Yeah)
They offer the flips or they dump off (Yeah)
Say Guala, see Guala, my neck and wrist shinin’, my diamonds they lookin’ like snowfall
Like fuck do you mean what go for?
Like fuck do you mean what you own, dawg? (Ayy, ayy)
VVS, diamonds, that’s on my physique
VVS blindin’, my pointers is neat
Watch how I step for the guap, when I walk in the spot got my bitch and her body on fleek
Shawty she bad, so you know I’ma keep
Beamer go fast and it don’t need no key (Skrr, skrr)
I’m gettin’ hunnids and I bend the block and tell her go down when I’m grippin’ her weave
How you get money, you say you get money, see I’m really thumbin’ now I’m gettin’ racks
I got the work in the pack and it’s tucked in the back
And you know that the tool on my lap
I put in work in and trappin’, I’m movin’ like that
Then I spend it and get this shit back
I’m really movin’ like that, put my crew on my back
And I put the whole hood on the map (Yeah, ayy)

[Chorus]
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Ayy)
Care ’bout no problems except ’bout the dolla (What? What?)
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (What?)
Them niggas will get you, it’s all ’bout them commas
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Ayy, ayy)
That money goin’, it call, I just follow (Ayy)
Rockin’ designer like ain’t no tomorrow
They move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
[?] flow when I talk ’bout G’s
She a lil’ freak, shawty suck my knees
Say she wan’ fuck, tell her call on me
And I said I want bands so I left like this
Hunnid good dope, man, it’s on my weed
And I got the red walk ’cause the beam look neat
Run the bag up, I’ma get the bands up
By the four-fifth tuck and the glizz got a beam
Gotta live once, yeah I’m here for the pesos
Diamonds on freeze ’til they drip ’cause they wet
I’m a gold star, I’ma do what I say so
Shawty my dream, so I say throw it back
I’m just tryna beat with no strings attached
Flippa gang, rich money count [?] intact
Grew up in the streets, where they tell you never lack
When you gotta move ’cause the hood hold you back, ayy
[?] my knees, so I run off
Niggas tryna take it, I up with the beam and I probably go let the whole gun off
I can’t just up and let one off (Yeah)
Money my dream so I run off (Skrr)
Fuck do you mean? Boy I need the whole bag and I’m all on my lonely ’til sun off
Commas a muscle, I run up (Yeah, ayy)

[Chorus]
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Jump off)
Care ’bout no problems it’s all ’bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (Bitch)
Them niggas will get you, it’s all ’bout them commas (Gang, gang)
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Jump off)
That money goin’, it call, I just follow (Skrr, skrr)
Rockin’ designer like ain’t no tomorrow
They move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (Ayy)
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off (Jump off)
Care ’bout no problems it’s all ’bout the dolla
Came from the mud with them killers and robbers (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Them niggas will get you, it’s all ’bout them commas
I’ma get rich, I’ma jump off
That money goin’, it call, I just follow (Skrr, skrr)
Rockin’ designer like ain’t no tomorrow (Gang, gang)
They move for the bands with the clip full of hollows (Ayy)

[Outro]
Ayy, gang, gang
Gang, gang, ayy
Gang, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hol’ up, skrr

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