I handle pressure that would make you rookies come undone
So fuck a limited edition I’m a 1 of 1
And fuck a 1 on 1 my whole team
Cher (share) with the choppers know we gotta let em all sing
Take off some of your head like you balding
Then grab the cash n go ball like Spalding
Tunnel vision for the mission
White up on my hands n the dishes in the kitchen
Know my haters sick they wishin my ambition would just go away
But I won’t ever stop stall or fuckin play
With this shit it ain’t no game
On the PJ with 100 pounds hidden in the plane
Started green but I pivoted to Caine
Got ya bitch soaking wet like she sittin in the rain
Been hittin buckets with my eyes closed
Sinkin putts with a blind fold
I know this course like the back of my hand
Ain’t tryna play the fair way so now I’m trapped in the sand
You know I keep the biggest pack in the land
Because we got about 100 million racks in the plan
Climbin ladders like line technicians
All killers in my crew you only kinda viscious
Never second guessin my decisions
But still crazy for the dough think my mind is missing
A simple hand to the face n that made y’all miss
The trap jumpin off the block like tayshaun prince
I put that blick to ya dome when I got low paper
I put them bricks on the road like stone pavers I hit a lick then it’s onto the next mission
With no effects straight to the connect like electricians
He say he ran don’t even know the race
On every corner of the diamond it’s a man when I load the base
By the bando like that migos group
My blade will tear you up like emo fruits
I hear em with that gun talk I know that he don’t shoot
I stay strapped with the gats and that preemo boof they told me
Chase cash Gordon I race fast
Importin that great glass
I’m Jordan you straight last
Sell to clientele chiefing the strong
And they don’t never stop burning like it’s kief in the bong
This ain’t no scared money
So fuck a limited edition I’m a 1 of 1
And fuck a 1 on 1 my whole team
Cher (share) with the choppers know we gotta let em all sing
Take off some of your head like you balding
Then grab the cash n go ball like Spalding
Tunnel vision for the mission
White up on my hands n the dishes in the kitchen
Know my haters sick they wishin my ambition would just go away
But I won’t ever stop stall or fuckin play
With this shit it ain’t no game
On the PJ with 100 pounds hidden in the plane
Started green but I pivoted to Caine
Got ya bitch soaking wet like she sittin in the rain
Been hittin buckets with my eyes closed
Sinkin putts with a blind fold
I know this course like the back of my hand
Ain’t tryna play the fair way so now I’m trapped in the sand
You know I keep the biggest pack in the land
Because we got about 100 million racks in the plan
Climbin ladders like line technicians
All killers in my crew you only kinda viscious
Never second guessin my decisions
But still crazy for the dough think my mind is missing
A simple hand to the face n that made y’all miss
The trap jumpin off the block like tayshaun prince
I put that blick to ya dome when I got low paper
I put them bricks on the road like stone pavers I hit a lick then it’s onto the next mission
With no effects straight to the connect like electricians
He say he ran don’t even know the race
On every corner of the diamond it’s a man when I load the base
By the bando like that migos group
My blade will tear you up like emo fruits
I hear em with that gun talk I know that he don’t shoot
I stay strapped with the gats and that preemo boof they told me
Chase cash Gordon I race fast
Importin that great glass
I’m Jordan you straight last
Sell to clientele chiefing the strong
And they don’t never stop burning like it’s kief in the bong
This ain’t no scared money
( Burnout MacGyver )
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