作词 : Honey Cocaine
作曲 : Honey Cocaine
Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
I be on a move fam
I was coming home with new bands, every show a youngin’ leave with new fans
I gotta hustle cause’ I got too much to lose fam
Old friends who got new plans, but now I know more than I knew then
I see them hating b*****s, screw them
I ain’t looking at them hoes
I’m looking through them
Realest mother****ers do it
Mama said she always ****ing knew it
Dream it then pursue it
Wake them b*****s up like who this?
Watch what you tell these hoes, b*****s can't be trusted is what I tell my bros
Smarten up is what I tell my folks, never will I sell my soul, I'm too fly, b***h
Came through stuntin
Keep it 100
I ain't worried 'bout no b***h
Too busy getting money
Throw them racks up
Watch it all fall
Jordan in the 90s
B***h, I ball
When I tell you ass jump jump
B***h you better you jump jump
When I catch you, don’t front front
When I tell you ass jump jump
B***h you better you jump jump
When I catch you, don’t front front
Call the shots I'm a boss b***h, if you got a problem you can meet me in my office
You ain’t talking no money, you ain’t a topic
Couple months grinding, couple months in the tropics
B***h, I been 'bout the profit, all you broke b*****s be the softest
The real ones never gossip, **** if he say he down, I stay cautious
I feel no way for no b***h, no way I'm gonna quit, no way he gonna hit
I lay your whole clique, then spray your whole clique
I slayed the whole brick b***h
Best believe I kill for my niggas, even got a will for my niggas
Your weak ass never chill with my niggas, why the **** you still in my business?
Came through stuntin
Keep it 100
I ain't worried 'bout no b***h
Too busy getting money
Throw them racks up
Watch it all fall
Jordan in the 90s
B***h, I ball
When I tell you ass jump jump
B***h you better you jump jump
When I catch you, don’t front front
When I tell you ass jump jump
B***h you better you jump jump
When I catch you, don’t front front
B***h, I'm from H G C
Feel like Phil when I wore them 3s
Word around the hood yeah they all know me
Word around town yeah I swerve the rarai
Get your money LA king b***h raise the banner
When a real nigga coming through you show some manners
When a real nigga coming through you change your grammar
When a real nigga coming through you raise your camera
Roll with a 3 piece ‘bout to do some damage
Sharp shooter Reggie Miller b***h I can manage
Yeah yeah b***h I can manage
But who would have thought my nigga made a million
I didn't plan it
Yeah yeah
Jump jump b***h
Tiny nitty, lil punch ain't scared of no b***h
Honey sweet sweet niggas no liquor
Relly Rell here to murder every b***h
Came through stuntin
Keep it 100
I ain't worried 'bout no b***h
Too busy getting money
Throw them racks up
Watch it all fall
Jordan in the 90s
B***h, I ball
When I tell you ass jump jump
B***h you better you jump jump
When I catch you, don’t front front
When I tell you ass jump jump
B***h you better you jump jump
When I catch you, don’t front front Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
Jordan in the 90s
Jor-jordan in the 90s
Jor-jor-jor-jor-jordan in the 90s
Jor-jor-jor-jor-jordan in the 90s