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Jordan Year
First time in the booth I was only 23
Talking Jordan Year
Young bull on the scene
For the cream I had to scheme
I'm the captain of my team
Going stupid in this Bitch
For the money i'ma fiend
And i'm hungry for the green
Ever since I was a teen
Fell in love with the sound of my enemiga screams
Automatic Ruger
Stainless steel with a beam
Bloody body in the lobby all red is the scene
By the pint like some lean
And I po' with team
And its tasting so clean
Double cup looking mean
Hit it hard from the back break a bitch by her spleen
Now she think she a queen
So I hand her them jeans
Bitch
This shit ain't no thing
It ain't nothin but a fling
There ain't no in between
I'm on point like a screen
Dropping 100s like Kareem
Booty bouncing on the beat
Have em bow down to my feet
Ima a muthafucking King Don
Feds can't trace it
Beats i lace it
Boy you basic
Face it
You be in the basement
Stunting on fake shit
I be in a coupe 2 seater while im racing
Feds can't trace it
Beats i lace it
Boy you basic
Face it
You be in the basement
Stunting on fake shit
I be in a coupe 2 seater while im racing

Sweet be the block but the lyrics real sour
Fuck all that fame boy I just want the power
Call me Cheque Lowkks competition I devour
I roll all the dope & I smoke up the flower
Flip and tumble money & I stack it like a tower racks
Come into your city hear the hatred getting louder
I got drip drip drip Like i'm snorting on the powder
Your mans he's a coward
Take his hoe inside an hour
Gotta a few girls
Real thick in the hips
Couple bad little bitches
Playing fetch with my stick
Let em hop up on the dick
Keep a fully loaded clip
In the pistol on my hip
Yea you know I never miss sheeesh
Fuck around make this piece do gymnastics
I'm Aiming at the game I got the heater doing back flips
Swerving through the traffic
Leave em looking tragic
Po it up- po it up- po it up
Every sip I take got my body going numb
Calle Dulce fuck around and everybody's going Dumb
We certified slum boy we ain't even done
You better lay low
Buck shots turn to halos
Flipping peso after peso
Whenever I say so
White diamonds look like yayo
Catch me chiefin through Diego
Smoking as the day goes
Kuz the weed smoke fatal
Leave a hole in a sucker like a fucking bagel ughhhhh
Guts falling out so I hit em with a staple
Health unstable
Lay em on the table
Turning on the radio kuz we ain't got no cable