Jordan
Balling
Like I'm Jordan
In control
Watch me going up and down the pole
I can't afford to tell you what I know
So let me break it down for you real slow
She'll be rocking those j with a j on her lips
Smoking like this gon be her last hit
Booming the car
Swerving a lot
Drink a little liquor aint gon tell you to stop
Like woah
There she go
Do it slow
Dip it low
Wanna be in behind of that
Eye her like a cadillac
Balling
Like I'm Jordan
In control
Watch me going up and down the pole
Can't afford to tell you what I know
So let me break it down for you real slow
How could I forget the times when you would drive when I'd drive to slow yeah
Back when we would have to share a ride you the Scottie Pip to my goat Ayy
Now we driving like 85 down the 95 in our own ayy
You Pull up in a Range Rov
I pull up in a ghost
Balling balling balling Jordan
I could see us riding four whips
All em all em all em foreign
You da you da you da goat
Crop top with the windows down cause you know a nigga don't smoke
My wrist on froze
Your wrist on
Jordan
She's so beauty
Fully walking
Like I'm chosen
Said I'm lucky as fuck
I Can't get enough
Not giving it up
She loves when I dunk
Balling
Like I'm Jordan
In control
Watch me going up and down the pole
Can't afford to tell you what I know
So let me break it down for you real slow
Like I'm Jordan
In control
Watch me going up and down the pole
I can't afford to tell you what I know
So let me break it down for you real slow
She'll be rocking those j with a j on her lips
Smoking like this gon be her last hit
Booming the car
Swerving a lot
Drink a little liquor aint gon tell you to stop
Like woah
There she go
Do it slow
Dip it low
Wanna be in behind of that
Eye her like a cadillac
Balling
Like I'm Jordan
In control
Watch me going up and down the pole
Can't afford to tell you what I know
So let me break it down for you real slow
How could I forget the times when you would drive when I'd drive to slow yeah
Back when we would have to share a ride you the Scottie Pip to my goat Ayy
Now we driving like 85 down the 95 in our own ayy
You Pull up in a Range Rov
I pull up in a ghost
Balling balling balling Jordan
I could see us riding four whips
All em all em all em foreign
You da you da you da goat
Crop top with the windows down cause you know a nigga don't smoke
My wrist on froze
Your wrist on
Jordan
She's so beauty
Fully walking
Like I'm chosen
Said I'm lucky as fuck
I Can't get enough
Not giving it up
She loves when I dunk
Balling
Like I'm Jordan
In control
Watch me going up and down the pole
Can't afford to tell you what I know
So let me break it down for you real slow
Credits
Writer(s): Clara D'amato Dinkin
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