Jordan Year

Jdot Breezy

[Intro]
(Ayy, turn that shit up, Mxtt)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I ride with that shit, nigga, fuck, like
A rapper this, rapper that
Boy, you gon' get your ass shot on camera fuckin' with me, boy, that's on my motherfuckin' kids

[Verse 1]
Ayy, these niggas tripping, they gon' end up fuckin' missing 'cause they playing
I'll get up with anybody, bitch-ass nigga, what you saying?
Why my name in bitches' mouth when they can't even show a band? (Bitch, show a band)
Murdaman, he get you hit just for a bag and turn up bad
Bitch, any whip I drive fast (Skrrt)
Young nigga, I be stuntin', I took his bitch, that's why he mad (That's why he mad)
Bitch, I'm picky 'bout my hoes, I like 'em red, brown, and bad
Got all these bands inside my pants, the only reason that I sag (Bitch)
I'll send a hit, then go lay up with my bitch, nigga (With my bitch, nigga)
Don't come to me with bullshit, I'm getting rich, nigga (I'm getting rich, nigga)
I ain't got no budget, I spend thousands on my 'fit, nigga (Spend a thou-wow)
You drop a diss, I'll turn 'round and make mama sick, nigga (Ugh)
What's unknown ain't for the known, bitch, at home, I got the chrome
Paranoid, I'm tweakin' bad, my house too big to be alone
Nigga know just what I'm on and what I did was set in stone
Talk 'bout my kids and, bitch, it's on Murder, bitch, now, to each his own (Yeah)
I'm moving like a rolling stone, I got that Drac', I'm headed home
I'm in my mirror, try to follow, windows down, you gettin' blowed
Last nigga that fuckin' played with me, he got his soul stole (Fucking soul stole)
I got this Rollie on my wrist, we bangin', bitch, get rolled on (Yeah)
Move right or get left, thirty on me, call it Steph
Grab a thirty in your jersey, shoot a nigga ass to death
Won't put no plastic clips in Glocks 'cause when I bang, them bitches melt (Them bitches melt)
Bitch, anyway, I got that chop, I'm hoppin' out and chasin' him (Yeah)
Niggas talk, but not outside, but get on live and ready to beef (They ready to beef)
Like they doing this and that, nigga, merch last time you swung that heat (Swung that heat)
In Atlanta with them straps right now, I'm up, bitch, come to me (Bitch, come to me)
We done fucked you niggas up, the fuck y'all still talkin' 'bout this beef? (Stupid)
I don't even know what car to pick, my bitches say I'm buying shit (We cashin')
I done fucked up and all this bitch just say is, "Dot a lyin' bitch" (Dot a lyin' bitch)
To tell the truth, right now, I'm hot, baby, a lie if I ain't lit (Lie if I ain't lit)
I know this bitch a freak, she actin' shy right now 'cause I ain't hit (Stupid bitch)
Like, name a hat that we ain't got, niggas mad 'cause Dot on top
Before the rap, I done hit shit on feet and hit up niggas' cars
That shit capiche, a nigga play with me, the type that take it far
We soul reap, the northside where I be, I'm tinted, ridin' chop (Bitch)
Fuck you, bitch, know you can't stand me, fuck your block and fuck your mammy (Stupid boy, stupid boy)
Got it all up on my own, bitch, I'm the one that get shit handled (Stupid)
Look at my diamonds, shit here glisten, they hit the lights, these bitches dancing (These bitches dancing)
My bitch just told me she gon' leave, I gotta turn to Elvis Presley (I'm Elvis Presley)

[Interlude]
Man, fuck these niggas, man, I got like— (These niggas just be fuckin' talkin', boy)
This shit in my fingers, this shit in my pocket, this shit in me, this shit on me (Man, I got rocks on my fuckin' fingers and you know Rollie comin' bust-down)
Like, I ain't— I ain't none of these bitch-ass niggas (The fuck you niggas on?)
You— That nigga gon' die (Ayy)
What? Hmm

[Verse 2]
Bitch, them hits, they never planned, all this shit just freeform (Never planned, freeform)
They gon' have to rush his ass since he wanna be hard (Be hard)
This a brand new chop, I want another soul (Another soul)
It ain't no bodies on this Drac' yet, let's lose its V-card
For that hat, a reward, got bitches in B-more (Reward, B-more)
Boom, how that Drac' roar, he thought it was a C4 (A C4)
You ain't got no fucking stripes, hell you dissin' me for? (Hell you dissin' me for?)
Draco leave a nigga ass lazy like he Igor (Like he Igor)

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Quand la chanson “Jordan Year” a-t-elle été lancée par Jdot Breezy?
La chanson Jordan Year a été lancée en 2024, sur l’album “Still Playing the Shadows”.

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