Jumpin' Like Jordan

My number's jumping just like Jordan ninety-seven Melodies from heaven

Know that I'ma keep my Smith and Wesson All my brothers stepping

Feel like Larry all in Arizona Bad lil' bitch, I bone her

Put this dick up on her Now she sick of me just like Corona

If she ever post me on the gram I got to disown her

Get her gone quicker than she came Like, lil' bitch, you just a loner

Now she steady blowing on my phone, say she can't leave me alone

Told her, save my name as B.B. King because the thrill is gone

I had gave you my heart, but you said it wasn't time

Now you a part of the crowd, stuck in the back of the line

Ask me how I been feelin', I tell you I'm feelin' fine