Packy - Jumpoff lyrics

Alright Moe T
Let's have a little fun with this one
Turn my shit's up, turn my shit's up!

I a-a-act like that
This that bounce, clap like that
Girl how you not in the front
With a back like that?
Back in the booth like boo ya, who ya
Gonna call when I rip like this
Thug down (Pop pop) when I get like this
'Cause ain't no tellin' what I'm gonna hit
Gunnin' for the top
But, I'm killin' everybody under me
For the fun of it wake up, my weight up
Nobody I came up with touchin' me
So I drop 2-o-13 with the whole rap game
See if they want some of me
Fourth-quarter, Kobe 'n' shit
Jedi, I'm like Kenobi 'n' shit
I know we the shit, been over this shit


I'ma take the game and bend over this shit
Took my time, mine for the taking
They broken records, I'm record-breaking
You married the game, you took the bribe
I crashed the wedding, I took the bride
And the cake too, no stopping me
Only time I break is when I breakthrough
And I'd son these dudes
But lately I don't got shit for
Them boys to relate to
I'm from that murder mitt
That dirty glove, that cap city
No one was at my shows unless
I brought them cats with me
First show split twenty bucks with
Moe T, Q, Daggs, and me
Last show I big boy
When I left I had three stacks with me
Now who grinding like me?
Tell me who working like us?
When this show arrive in your city
Tell me who get off of that bus

For the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Who ready for the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Jumpoff?!

To the races, back to the basics
Back to this rap shit, back to the basement
Back back way back, I'm 'bout to park with it
Back to the future, hop out the car with it
Back in the spotlight, parallel park with it
I'm-I'm out here, what's crackin'?
Rappers got that ammo clackin'
I just keep my camo saggin'
Dodgin' all the bb's, you were catching Z-Z's
I was serving you like BnB
You a mix of two wack rappers
I'm a mix of me and me
Shoot at me like COD or TMZ
But either way, I'm blowing up like TNT
Talk that shit, it's my time, it's my time
I'm hungry and I'm eating all
The emcee's like wontons
Spit 'em out on the sidelines
Give 'em pom-poms for they whole team
Get 'em all yellin' MVP
I'm like 'Bron 'Bron for the home team
Messed around got a triple double, timeout
We in the huddle "Coach give me the biscuit
I'll give you the basket
Double team? Triple team? I
Ain't gon' pass it" i'm an assassin
Beatin' defenders then I beat the clock
Pick up your jock, pick up your jaw
Before I pick up your lady, make her my jawn
Make her my queen you a pawn, I'm a king
I'm a beast of an emcee
I break even, I beat odds
Don't bet against me
I could take a dead crowd
Step to the mic and bless it

Then we jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Who ready for the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Jumpoff?!

My rocker, off to the doctor
I got the fever back
Kings of the old school think they
Got the game locked up
I got the key for that
No more guest house We kickin' in the door
I'm callin' all my people
Tell 'em what it's Hittin' for
No more taking "no" for an answer
We bossin' up as if 'Familiar With Floss'
Wasn't floss enough
They make promises and they give
You a lot up front
But they want ten percent of me
And that is not wassup
I've been workin' Workin', workin' Workin'
Workin' way too much
And this money that I'm makin', this is mine
You can't touch
I'm so wavy, I'm so wavy, I'm amazing
I'm so crazy i'll be grindin' 'til I turn my
Chevy Prism to a 'Cedes
Uh, I'm saying though
Lately I've been laying low but lowkey
I'm living the life I've been praying for
High lights, high beams, highways, high life
High stakes you up in your girl's purse
She all up in my place
You told her she can't see me
She just call those blind dates
Who you really mad at? Why you up in my face?

Jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Man you better jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Jumpoff