I love you Jordan
Uh, shot in his stomach come right out his back
I really get money that shit is straight facts
I bust round that corner tryna aim at his hat
Don't say you not scared you know that is cap
Like I am in first in line, i'm winnin'
They telling me stop but imma keep sinnin'
Blacked out car, know that i'm spinnin'
You wanna compete, you know that i'm winnin'
BMW know that it's fast
Don't put out that song that shit is straight trash
They sharing they clothes, I shot the wrong person
Got hit in his head he needed a surgeon
Pop-pop-pop me a perc you know that i'm percin'
Got shot in his back and now he need nursin'
Mom told me calm down cause I keep cursin'
Got hit in his head now he speakin' in cursive
Top-top-top floor you know i'm on it
You is a fan, you act like my son
Huh, I cannot cuff you bitch you not the one
Get pistol whipped bitch, get hit with the gun
Top-top-top floor you know i'm on it
She giving up pussy bitch I do not want it
If my girl a thot then imma disown her
Cause if you run through then I do not want you
Uh-uh-uh, shot in his stomach come right out his back
I really get money that shit is straight facts
I bust round that corner tryna aim at his hat
Don't say you not scared you know that is cap
Like-like-like I am in first in line, i'm winnin'
They telling me stop but imma keep sinnin'
Blacked out car, know that i'm spinnin'
You wanna compete, you know that i'm winnin'
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I love you Jordan
Uh, shot in his stomach come right out his back
I really get money that shit is straight facts
I bust round that corner tryna aim at his hat
Don't say you not scared you know that is cap
Like I am in first in line, i'm winnin'
They telling me stop but imma keep sinnin'
Blacked out car, know that i'm spinnin'
You wanna compete, you know that i'm winnin'
BMW know that it's fast
Don't put out that song that shit is straight trash
They sharing they clothes, I shot the wrong person
Got hit in his head he needed a surgeon
Pop-pop-pop me a perc you know that i'm percin'
Got shot in his back and now he need nursin'
Mom told me calm down cause I keep cursin'
Got hit in his head now he speakin' in cursive
Top-top-top floor you know i'm on it
You is a fan, you act like my son
Huh, I cannot cuff you bitch you not the one
Get pistol whipped bitch, get hit with the gun
Top-top-top floor you know i'm on it
She giving up pussy bitch I do not want it
If my girl a thot then imma disown her
Cause if you run through then I do not want you
Uh-uh-uh, shot in his stomach come right out his back
I really get money that shit is straight facts
I bust round that corner tryna aim at his hat
Don't say you not scared you know that is cap
Like-like-like I am in first in line, i'm winnin'
They telling me stop but imma keep sinnin'
Blacked out car, know that i'm spinnin'
You wanna compete, you know that i'm winnin'
Uh, shot in his stomach come right out his back
I really get money that shit is straight facts
I bust round that corner tryna aim at his hat
Don't say you not scared you know that is cap
Like I am in first in line, i'm winnin'
They telling me stop but imma keep sinnin'
Blacked out car, know that i'm spinnin'
You wanna compete, you know that i'm winnin'
BMW know that it's fast
Don't put out that song that shit is straight trash
They sharing they clothes, I shot the wrong person
Got hit in his head he needed a surgeon
Pop-pop-pop me a perc you know that i'm percin'
Got shot in his back and now he need nursin'
Mom told me calm down cause I keep cursin'
Got hit in his head now he speakin' in cursive
Top-top-top floor you know i'm on it
You is a fan, you act like my son
Huh, I cannot cuff you bitch you not the one
Get pistol whipped bitch, get hit with the gun
Top-top-top floor you know i'm on it
She giving up pussy bitch I do not want it
If my girl a thot then imma disown her
Cause if you run through then I do not want you
Uh-uh-uh, shot in his stomach come right out his back
I really get money that shit is straight facts
I bust round that corner tryna aim at his hat
Don't say you not scared you know that is cap
Like-like-like I am in first in line, i'm winnin'
They telling me stop but imma keep sinnin'
Blacked out car, know that i'm spinnin'
You wanna compete, you know that i'm winnin'
Writer: Quan Jordan
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