IDM

Yeah
Y'all
Hehe he
Hehe he hehe

Yeah
I move around the globe, trying to stir the money pot
I shift the gears cause I race pass the high speed
Always hit the bullseye never miss a mark
My bark is different so I'm cut from a rare breed

I'm doing things that you queen wish she ride with me
I hold the keys to the doors in the coliseum
I tell dames place cause I'm riding drama free
My money increase when I slice for the cheese

You neggas petty always online in a shade
Hop around having weights never been afraid
Bad times never static now in glory days
She was lost in my thought, but she finding ways

You can change life's script, turning leaves books
Never live on IG, always in my cave
Burning up the mic, anytime that I cook
In my zone quitting smoke, so I know am good

Ay yo
Jordan, can I finish my second verse?
Yeah, no chorus naw

Used to cruise down the block in my 350
E-class I'ill be curving with a ghost hoody
Forehead just be leading like Steven Smitty
I'ill be down by the city, certify she pretty

Throw it up for my neggas, that be doing work
Throw it up for the ladies, that can hold you down
She the boss, but she knows how to dial it down
Hold it down for the queen, so she keeps a crown

Only Jah knows next and the time sweeps
I'ill be sprinting for the wins, I don't need spins
From the lungs, all my neggas scream, go get em
This to all my neggas down in every ghetto

In my lane laser focus, I don't see your time
I just put you on my notice but you never grind
For my teachers who bet, I'ill be left behind
Kiss the motherfucken ring, for your fucking kind

Bitchass
Yeah, yeah, you, you is bitch, you, you
Yeah, get out my face negga
Uh
Yeah
Mama told me y'all can't do me shit, men fuck these neggas

Yak!