K Ben Rose – Jordan Syndrome
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Jordan Syndrome

Intro
Tongue out on you bitches
Tongue out on you bitches

Chorus
Said all my niggas jumping from the free throw
Shattered backboards bandos free fall
Lord let a nigga just ball
Let us put those numbers on board
That's all we really asking that's all
Ain't talking numbers don't get involved
Ain't talking numbers don't get involved
Tongue out on you bitches

Verse 1
Two much for these niggas
Three much for these hoes
Excepted and welcolmed
Cause two three on toes
They sure hate to go base their worth off of garments
But who are they kidding they feeling so prominent
If you don't have credit then she gone lose interest
You know Chanel is that new willie lychnin'
They sure hate to go against grain and be brave
Man kanye west said all this shit new slaves
Mama can we go to Jimmy Jazz
Hit the mall fuck up some lemon grass
Uzi Vert all my friends are dead
Take your concubine she gone give me that
Daddy can we go to Saks Fifth
First gotta fuck me with passion
Strange fruit use to hang off of trees
Now we just drive Ferari off fiscal cliff
Chorus
Said all my niggas jumping from the free throw
Shattered backboards bandos free fall
Lord let a nigga just ball
Let us put those numbers on board
That's all we really asking that's all
Ain't talking numbers don't get involved
Ain't talking numbers don't get involved
Tongue out on you bitches

Verse 2
Self respect kicking in
We could be different
But still we conflicted
Bitch we want to fly
Invested in prisons
Put rights under business
The only thing missing
Bitch we want to fly
Republicans still buy jordans too
And niggas gone still buy Hilfiger
Raf simmons Gianni or Louis or Gucci
We still get exploited my nigga and we can't avoid it
That fire burn in the masses won't stay in place or be keep down
You have to account for me
Respect who i'm bound to be
Still falling short of who i can be
Still Asiatic talk pretty to me
Bitch i'm Asiatic talk pretty to me
With that said that said that said
Mama can we go to Jimmy Jazz
Hit the mall fuck up some lemon grass
Uzi Vert all my friends are dead
Take your concubine she gone give me that
Daddy can we go to Saks Fifth
First gotta fuck me with passion
Strange fruit use to hang off of trees
Now we just drive Buggati off fiscal cliff
Chorus
Said all my niggas jumping from the free throw
Shattered backboards bandos free fall
Lord let a nigga just ball
Let us put those numbers on board
That's all we really asking that's all
Ain't talking numbers don't get involved
Ain't talking numbers don't get involved
Tongue out on you bitches

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