Phone Jumpin Lyrics - Dave East

Yeah 

There we go 

Ha ha ha 

(Renegade, renegade) 

Ha ha ha ha ha 

Residue still on my hand 

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen (I'm back) 

Your bitch in the back of the Fisker 

You can't imagine the trenches (no) 

What you know about trappin' and pitchin'? 

Now I got 'em laughing up in the back of the Bentley 

What you know about not having a penny? 

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly 

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Phone off, it was quiet for me (quiet) 

Don't say you love me, you ain't dying for me 

I woke up this morning with a lot of money 

I'm just selling game come and buy it from me 

On my mama, your honor 

I'm not gonna speak on a soul 

They told me you reap what you sow 

Ride for my nigga, I'll never forget all the times you took me where I needed to go 

I woke this morning like: fuck everybody, and that's how I knew that I needed to smoke 

My niggas is felons, you niggas is jealous and y'all just defining the meaning of broke (I'm broke) 

I'm gettin' some brain, I pulled out my chain and she started lookin' like she seen a ghost 

Diamonds is cold like goin' outside with no jacket and mama say: You need a coat 

I do not wanna be stuck in the hood all day I rather go jump off a boat 

When the album dropping? All they wanna know 

Two thousand for this Moncler coat 

Mike Amiri cost me 18 

That ain't no shirt that was straight jeans 

Pineapple Fanta when I be on it 

But my little bitch she drinking straight lean 

Photos 

Residue still on my hand 

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen 

Your bitch in the back of the Fisker (in the back) 

You can't imagine the trenches 

What you know about trappin' and pitchin'? 

Now I got 'em laughing up in the back of the Bentley 

What you know about not having a penny? (oh oh) 

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly (quick) 

Ice hash in the bong 

Take dabs 'til I'm gone 

In the basement, growing base, this shit is strong like mase 

Keep a low temp nail, 'cause it's all about taste 

I just did three mil', did it all in one day 

Hear 'em talk but I don't believe him 

New car so I'm gonna leave him 

Talk down but they wanna be him, damn 

They don't go off like Khalifa man 

2nd grade had two girlfriends 

5th grade I was in Japan 

Now I can never go broke again 

I ain't need no one to hold my hand (uh, fuck up off me) 

If the weed good roll it then 

Quick to turn a hater to a fan 

Quick to get another million 

Quick to spend it all with my fam 

Quick to tell a nigga who I am 

Quick to get my niggas out a jam 

I'mma roll one 

Pass it around, ain't got lungs 

You better grow some 

I remember people lying to me 

Now I force 'em all to stand in line 

How he got a bag but he flyin'? 

My nigga don't text me right now I'm too high 

Phone off it was quiet for me (quiet) 

Don't say you love me, you ain't dying for me 

I woke up this morning with a lot of money 

I'm just selling game come and buy it from me 

On my wrist, I put Patek Philippe now 

Every day we can eat at Phillepe's now 

It's hard to see through this weed cloud 

I'm picking up bags when I leave town (bags) 

A lot of hammers and a lot of lead 

A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red (oha) 

Without these cameras they'd be probably dead 

Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds (oh) 

I've been that nigga since Simon Says 

I heard you talk to a lot of feds (ah) 

Bring your rent back to papi and gimme more 

Fuck the re-up up at the Fendi store 

Fuck the re-up up on Chanel 

Fuck the re-up up on Vuitton 

Last year I bet against the Cavaliers 

I fucked the re-up on LeBron 

We ain't lookin' for jobs livin' like the mob 

Hot temper keepin' it calm 

See I used to sleep in the slums 

Now bitches chew me like a piece of some gum (oh) 

Residue still on my hand 

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen (I'm back) 

Your bitch in the back of the Fisker 

You can't imagine the trenches 

What you know about trappin' and pitchin'? 

Now I got 'em laughing up in the back of the Bentley (in the back) 

What you know about not having a penny? 

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly 

Phone off it was quiet for me (quiet) 

Don't say you love me, you ain't dying for me 

I woke up this morning with a lot of money 

I'm just selling game come and buy it from me 

On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now 

Every day we can eat at Phillepe's now (every day) 

It's hard to see through this weed cloud 

I'm picking up bags when I leave town 

A lot of hammers and a lot of lead 

A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red (oha) 

Without these camera's they'd be probably dead 

Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds 

(Perc's, Xan's, Lean, Perc's) 

Without these camera's they'd be probably dead 

Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds (lot of meds) 

Residue still on my hand (still) 

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen (right back) 

Your bitch in the back of the Fisker 

You can't imagine the trenches (oh) 

Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley 

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly (bag it up) 

(Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly) 

(Phone jumping, quickly) 

(Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly)