Loud Team - Club Jump lyrics

[Intro] DOPE Dimes Ounces Pounds Etc... [Verse 1: Beno] You would think my neck was sprung, all this ice up on my necklace You can tell I'm getting money by the way that I be dressin' As long as it's designer then I'm showing no discretion Like I model for the gym, yeah ya boy is always flexin' Got a badd b**h wit me and all we do is f** But she a side chick, she just count my money up And she a trap b**h, she be standin' in the kitchen The reason why I love her cause a brother got them pigeons I got that work up on the stove, tell them junkies come and get it I'm a hood chef I make my livin' in the kitchen And yeah my b**h badd like I met her in detention Like I opened up a zoo my n***as bringin' in them pigeons I got 36 O's of that soft pure white Hundred round drum with that red dot sight Every n***a that I'm wit throwing up the same thing I like girls, my b**h like the same thing [Hook: Neeko] x2 Okay now this the type of sh** that make the club jump Dread shaking n***as in this b**h we make the club jump Loud Team in this b**h we make the club jump And if you disrespect the clique then you gone get jumped [Verse 2: Rico] My n***a it's nothin' You scream and we bustin' You talkin' that sh** and it's end of discussion We fall in the club and we get this sh** jumpin f** a 1-on-1 when we fight we all jump in If I scream Loud Team then they comin' If we take it outside then we dumpin' n***as better start runnin' Better duck dodge hide do somethin' My n***as they wildin' We all move in silence You scream on the team and my n***as get violent Mom I'm grown, f** being childish My n***as pop off cause this b**h get too crowded My n***as start wildin' if it get rowdy Better hol' up, watch ya back Cause my n***as dread heads in the middle of the club and they don't know how to act [Hook]