Jordan, Pippen, Rodman ft. FIFTY & Heyslime Lyrics

She wanna come fuck with the boy I ain't talkin bout Drake

Walk through yo hood Imma spin with that Drake

Still

OTM winning they cannot relate

Imma smoke on this gas ion care about this state

You niggas got slimed out yall niggas baped

Oops still on the court dunking on shit like I'm Blake

Don't fuck with my niggas they pull up upping the rake

She fuck with a nigga I'm changing her fate

I feel like I'm Mario I'm floating in space

Bet she eat up the dick cause she like how it taste

Bad bitch like Nicki she shaking right to

Finna get a whole pound smoke it straight to the face

And these niggas can't hang no pace

They can't handle the motion I ain't taking no breaks

And these niggas can't handle the truth

Imma walk in the party I'm raising the roof

I can't fuck with the hoes cause her pussy so loose

Swear I been ball hog on the court no Bruce

How you talking the shit but don't shoot

How you niggas talking shit but don't listen

She like me she see I'm the truth

Swear these niggas so blind they ain't seeing the vision

Hating niggas never see the vision

Solo the goat he Jordan I'm Pippen

Nigga be yapping but ion listen

Hard headed nigga ion listen

OTM niggas I'm with my crew

Only Talk Money that's what we do

Gotta baddie with a big ass Imma grab it

Chasing the bread the money gotta have it

Melly be doing too much Issa habit

I swear niggas be fake they be acting

Melly really that guy I ain't cappin

Slime the lieutenant yeah Melly the captain

Scars on my body like my nigga Kratos

Taking a trip to Kacoas, Barbatos

Do this shit just for my mama

Imma take her the crib and move her straight to the Bahamas

Getting buckets like Donovan Mitchell

OTM niggas be toting the pistol

I cannot see I'm legally blind

Niggas talking down I swear they gon die

Ok then we put the boy in the trunk

Going against OTM impossible yeah we put that boy in a

Cool we put that boy in a blunt

Huh big five got what you want

I pop my shit on any beat it starting to sound like nothing

Got a bitch who love to cook for me like"baby what's for lunch"

And no way you could guard us lil bitch we like KD, Harden, and Russ

I'm mesmerized she got me hypnotized walking with that big ol' butt

And yes I need M's if I'm signing them thousands ain't enough