Jordan 1

Im with cadotty with this right here
Yuh, ugh, huh, yeah, Air Jordan One, yeah, we do it for fun

They tryna' phone, but I got the plugs
I am so shiesty, I keep all the guns
Pull up to the court, and I'm in Jordan Ones
Shooting the ball, call me Chef Curry
Ice on my coat, you know it stay furry
I ain't the simp bought my bitch a McFlurry

Pop in a Perky, my vision get blurry
Playing football, shoot right through your jersey
I ain't no drum, like we in a church
Pull up, on the opps they lurk

While she on my dick, she twerk, ayy, ayy

You are the heir to my crown, my son
I'm getting bread, and I'm calling it buns
Flipping on my chick, and I do it for funds

I'm getting money, I count it in tons
Dunk on the rim, Phoenix suns
I speak in tongues, and I'm calling it puns
I bring the bass, so Mello bring drums

Im spitting flames, you spit in your gum
Mello of drugs, so he feeling numb
I'm going crazy, I'm going too dumb
I'm getting money, I'm getting my funds

My hair not curly, but jay getting dumbs
Then I get my funds
Pull up with my mask, so I look like I'm a nun
Pull up with my mask, and I'm holding my gun

I'm too electric, I'm going to leave a stun
When this game started, I already won
Out of my bread, I can't find the sun
I'm going more hard, it can't be undone

Pull up, in new Air Jordan Ones (My Air Jordan Ones)
Pull up like Yeet, in my turban
Giving the words its my sermon
Keeping it closed like a curtain

I pray, I'm a burden
Rolling my gas like a German
Keep my tools that's for certain
Thats for certain

yeah, for certain
On my dick, she lurking
Might be my new servant
My n***a, he swim, not surfing
On the road, we swerving

Her body not curving, aye aye
Her ass so fat, can't fit in no jeans
For no bitch, I do not fiend
For ash kash, might get it from me

But do not call me mean
Hit you with a poke, you start to bleed
I won't cause a scene
Slipping on that lean, but no codeine

Don't get it from me