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Tip-toeing in my
I came down
in my Jordans
Just a Porsche
in my foreign
You borin'
You on me, snorin'
Don't worry, I'm

Tip-toeing in my
I came down
in my Jordans
Just a Porsche
Tip-toeing in my
You borin'
You sleeping on me,
worry, cause I'm

What's up to my partners, what's up to my
I fucked around and sang a hook like Anita Baker
Icon, 57 city tourin'
I'm first class to Spain, you still buying Lauren (Polo!)
rock huaraches in a photo, Porsche big body
My shirt say Versace, TV screen in my left
I'm California, but I done moved to Texas
My bad, I'm dyslexic in a four-door Lexus
At the bar, I ain't afraid to tip em
Me and Sergio pesos at some strippers
Still rocking Js, fuck minimum wage
I just left neon rave, through my batcave, cause I'm

Tip-toeing in my
I done came
Tip-toeing in my
Just a Porsche
in my foreign
You borin'
You sleeping on me,
Don't worry, I'm

Tip-toeing in my
I done down
Tip-toeing in my
Just a Porsche
in my foreign
You borin'
You on me, snorin'
worry, cause I'm

Tip-toeing in my
Waking up at the crack of dawn, recordin'
All my girlfriends gorgeous, you probably afford them
My Brazilian twins got flagged and
one's for them ballers who be rocking fresh Jordans
Security gate, scan, panther on the porches
Back door open, pulled up in a Lotus
Used to a Focus but we're still rocking Jordans
rolled shrimp, temporal
I'm rocking seven rings my last name was Jordan
I'm at a party, girls only, got you mad
But you can sleep outside, my Versace sleeping bag

Tip-toeing in my
I came down
in my Jordans
Just a Porsche
in my foreign
You motherfuckers
You sleeping on me,
Don't worry, I'm

Tip-toeing in my
I done down
Tip-toeing in my
copped a Porsche
Tip-toeing in my
You motherfuckers
You sleeping on me,
worry, cause I'm