Intro (Big Structure) Songtext
Jordan
Uh, look
Jarvis
We was wearing Pumas 'cause we had to
Now I'm, Rosé sippin', Dior steppin'
Eighteen hundred dollar Louis bag to hold my check in
A hundred bitches, only structure niggas in my section, woahh
And I got Luva on the jail line
Hear about this street shit, it'll make him feel fine
Uh, look
Jarvis
We was wearing Pumas 'cause we had to
Now I'm, Rosé sippin', Dior steppin'
Eighteen hundred dollar Louis bag to hold my check in
A hundred bitches, only structure niggas in my section, woahh
And I got Luva on the jail line
Hear about this street shit, it'll make him feel fine
But he see I'm motivated, he know I'm gon' still shine
Gave his lawyer my number, just hit me when it's bail time, woahh
And they got Pops sitting up
That's my brother's, with his uncle, used to treat me like a son
And these niggas think they shooters, I've been doing this since young
Glaa glaa glaa glaa boom, glaa glaa glaa glaa woo
They know it's Bando Jordan, might switch the foreign when it's boring
My vocabulary, they think I'm reading a thesaurus
I can't get no warnings, this Glock I gotta know though
Don't need a dictionary, you niggas just retarded
If it's up, then it's stuck with 'em
Put my shooter on a hunt for 'em, circlin' on that block for a month for 'em
And guns, we got enough for 'em, and these niggas not tough enough
The spooky shit I said should've stuck with 'em
Took the GLA, CLA when we coming through the strip
And these bands got these bitches tryna show me how they get
Fucking fans off the 'gram in the Yams got me lit
Like couple bands, we in France, with my baby in that drip
And my baby, that's my young one And for him I keep a thirty, I don't know where these niggas might come from
Put that on son son
Why these goofy niggas talkin' like they shooters when they know they never done none?
Free my niggas doing jail time
And my uncle got a murder in the third, so you know he facing real time
Shooter just did five, if I call him, "What's the word," tell 'em to purge, know we feening just to still slide
She see the frames, those the Bardies
She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the party, uh
I buss a dance like
Hit a lick and buss a shmoney dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she tryna ride like a Kawasaki
'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, Minaj in that Givenchy
Look, she see the frames, those the Bardies
She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the party, uh
I buss a dance like
Hit a lick and buss a shmoney dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she tryna ride like a Kawasaki
'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, Minaj in that Givenchy
She see the frames, those the Bardies
She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the
'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace, uh
She see the frames, those the Bardies
I know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the, uh
I shmoney dance like I'm Bobby
Gave his lawyer my number, just hit me when it's bail time, woahh
And they got Pops sitting up
That's my brother's, with his uncle, used to treat me like a son
And these niggas think they shooters, I've been doing this since young
Glaa glaa glaa glaa boom, glaa glaa glaa glaa woo
They know it's Bando Jordan, might switch the foreign when it's boring
My vocabulary, they think I'm reading a thesaurus
I can't get no warnings, this Glock I gotta know though
Don't need a dictionary, you niggas just retarded
If it's up, then it's stuck with 'em
Put my shooter on a hunt for 'em, circlin' on that block for a month for 'em
And guns, we got enough for 'em, and these niggas not tough enough
The spooky shit I said should've stuck with 'em
Took the GLA, CLA when we coming through the strip
And these bands got these bitches tryna show me how they get
Fucking fans off the 'gram in the Yams got me lit
Like couple bands, we in France, with my baby in that drip
And my baby, that's my young one And for him I keep a thirty, I don't know where these niggas might come from
Put that on son son
Why these goofy niggas talkin' like they shooters when they know they never done none?
Free my niggas doing jail time
And my uncle got a murder in the third, so you know he facing real time
Shooter just did five, if I call him, "What's the word," tell 'em to purge, know we feening just to still slide
She see the frames, those the Bardies
She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the party, uh
I buss a dance like
Hit a lick and buss a shmoney dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she tryna ride like a Kawasaki
'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, Minaj in that Givenchy
Look, she see the frames, those the Bardies
She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the party, uh
I buss a dance like
Hit a lick and buss a shmoney dance like I'm Bobby
Shorty said she tryna ride like a Kawasaki
'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace
Louis V on my tee, Minaj in that Givenchy
She see the frames, those the Bardies
She know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the
'Cause she see I got a collage of that Versace, uh
She see the frames, those the Bardies
I know she a leg, but she movin' like a Barbie
I'ma make a move when she pull up to the, uh
I shmoney dance like I'm Bobby
