Jam

[Intro] Travis & Jason music, *giggle* [Verse 1: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$) & Travis Scott] Gettin' high that a bitch on my special plane, switch it up (Diamonds) In the light, doing my thing Blow me Light it up, spark a tree No diss, keep it hood in my LRG (Travis & Jason music, *giggle* , *record scratching*) Gettin' high that a bitch on my special plane, switch it up In the light, doing my thing Blow me Light it up, spark a tree No diss, keep it hood in my LRG (Uh, yeah) Still ballin' in the mix, on some chicks Yeah they jumpin', all ninety-six Remember All-Star weekend? Them little Puerto Rican? Yeah, I was freakin', all freakin' weekend [Refrain: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$) & Travis Scott] Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*) Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, di-, di-, *record scratches*) Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, di-, di-, *record scratches*) Jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*) Diamond- Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*) Jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, di-, di-, *record scratches*) Jam-, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*) Jam, jam, jam (*Record scratches*) Jam, jam, jam (*Record scratches*) Diamond- [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Hit the corner store for a bungalowed, or double up Just got a page from a MILF who wanna double up Ring up Che$$, the phone trippin' so I hung it up But I ain't trippin' I got five more jumping, so Hopped in my dirt bike, 'till it break white Eating pegs on the mongoose I got in third grade Bumble bee raincoat, make it rain honey Cause them shots I made, I made those in them J's so- (*record scratches*) Shots I made, I made those in them J's- (*record scratches*) Shots I made, I made those in them J's so (Diamonds) [Refrain: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$)] Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam [Verse 3: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$)] Classmates in this bitch Miami grippin' the game, ducking the vice Tried to plan something on me, like I'm stuck in a vice I mean, step in the place, why you buckin' the ace? I come first, get the hell out the way And get bent over Dope kicks, dope bitch flip her pants over Hands out, no sir, flip your hand over That ass fat enough to pop a band over You think I'm playing? Press play on the camcorder [Refrain: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$)] Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam Jam, jam, jam [Outro] *Record scratching* Travis & Jason music, *giggle*