Jordan

Uh, look

We was wearing Pumas 'cause we had to

Now I'm Rosé sippin', Dior steppin'

Eighteen hundred dollar Louis bag to hold my check in

A hundred bitches, only structured **** in my section, woah

And I got Luva on the jail line

Hearing 'bout this street shit, it'll make him feel fine

But he see I'm motivated, he know I'm gon' still shine

Gave his lawyer my number, just hit me when it's bail time, woah

And they got Pops sitting up

That's my brother, swear his uncle used to treat me like a son (What?)

And these **** think they shooters, I've been doing this since young

Like grah, grah, grah, grah, boom, grah, grah, grah, grah (Woo)

They know it's Bando Jordan, might switch the foreign when it's boring

My vocabulary, they think I'm reading a thesaurus

I can't give no warnings, this Glock I got abnormal

Don't need a dictionary, you **** just retarded

If it's up, then it's stuck with 'em

Put my shooters on the hunt for 'em

Circle on that block for a month for 'em

And guns, we got enough of 'em (Grah, grah, hra)

And these **** not tough enough

That spooky shit I said should have stuck to 'em

Took the GLA, CLA when we coming through the strip

And these bands got these bitches tryna show me how they get

Fucking fans off the 'Gram and the yams got me lit

Like couple bands, we in France, with my baby in that drip

And my baby, that's my young one

And for him I keep a thirty, I don't know where these **** might come from

Put that on son's son

Why these goofy **** talkin' like they shooters when they know they never done nothing?

Free my **** doing jail time

And my uncle got a murder in the third, so you know he facing real time

Shooter just did five

If I call him, "What's the word?," tell him to purge, know he fiending just to still slide

She see the frames, those the Barties

She know she a leg, but she moving like a Barbie (Grah)

I'ma make a move when she pull up to the party

Uh, I bust a dance like

Hit a lick and bust my Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby

Shorty said she trying to ride like a Kawasaki

'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace

Louis V on my tee, ménage in that Givenchy

She see the frames, those the Barties

She know she a leg, but she moving like a Barbie

I'ma make a move when she pull up to the party (Uh)

Uh, I bust a dance like

Hit a lick and bust my Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby

Shorty said she trying to ride like a Kawasaki

'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace

Louis V on my tee, ménage in that Givenchy

She see the frames, those the Barties

She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie

I'ma make a move when she pull up to the

'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace

Uh, she see the frames, those the Barties (What?)

I know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie

I'ma make a move when she pull up to the, uh

I Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby (Shmoney Dance like I'm Bobby)