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jordin - still tippin’ remix lyrics

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jordin
yeah

run it up

do dirty on the m—– f—— beat

i swear i kept up my grind, while y’all kept on playin
betraying your lane, and you still seem to claim…

oh yeah you still seem to claim that you ride for my team

but i guess i’ll go off on my way
yeah, i gotta find my way up

i don’t need nothin, not even no luck
gods with me that’s enough

i started from nothing and turned it to something, yeah, god is my witness

and for all you b-tches keeping tabs on me just keep watching, this just the beginning

like bron bron dissed the cavs for it
man, you know that i cannot stop winning

rings on rings and all those finer things, yeah, i don’t need that sh-t i run the city

she like how i came out the gritty
yo girl, she just snapped me some t-tties

she a basic b-tch with no brains
we only f-ck with them cause they pretty

yeah, never smoke on the ho’s, sh-t
only focus on the dough

so you go get some racks and make that sh-t stack but y’all rather go buy some new clothes

four racks for the totes
10 racks on a b-tches nose

she still waiting on the glow

yeah, i ain’t seen that sh-t either
lil mama, but you can be mine
just this one time
just for the night
cause i can’t have no wife!

word to yachty

i don’t think y’all understand
my grind is impeccable
i’m so inseparable
with my craft

i’m just tryna make this sh-t last
tryna make millions in cash
open the safe see the stash

heard your new sh-t, it was trash
need to take your -ss back to cl-ss

but everybody wanna rap

everybody wanna trap

everybody want some fame

everybody want a name

all of them gangs that you claim, ain’t they all one in the same?

k!ll each other for the sway

taking yo brothers away

just to put food on your plate

just to make another day, just to make another trade, but my brother i swear there’s another way

‘nother way

‘nother way

focused on myself then i stacked some wealth, yeah, and now i’m just getting paid

lil baby you know that i’m working so hard and i just want a taste

all that s-xy lil lace

she dog filtered, she a fake

i gotta see the whole face you know that these birches be cat fish nowadays



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