Whoa whoa whoa whoa I’m in my fresh clothes
Mutha fuck the club ain’t thinking bout no dress code
Oh and it’s all about finesse though
I’m Keith J just in case I haven’t let you know
Got amnesia on the brain
Drunk and high ain’t the same
I’m like Jordan to the game
I’m like Jordan to the game
I swear they gone remember me Runnin through MIA and I ain’t got a jog of memory?
Young nigga feel like 23
Look up in my face and be like nigga do you remember me Chorus:
Whoa whoa whoa whoa I’m in my fresh clothes
Mutha fuck the club ain’t thinking bout no dress code
Oh and it’s all about finesse though
I’m Keith J just in case I haven’t let you know
Cause I had to jog her memory?
The way she throw it back it you think I’m sleeping with the enemy
But where your friends though
I stay up in the pussy not the free throw my inzone
Got amnesia on the brain
Drunk and high ain’t the same
I’m like Jordan to the game
I’m like Jordan to the game
I ain’t talking bout the fame
Put respect up on my name
Watch me get a couple rings
Everything gone change
I swear they gone remember me Runnin through MIA and I ain’t got a jog of memory?
Young nigga feel like 23
Look up in my face and be like nigga do you remember me?
Bridge:
Oh love
Be cool love
I was running through the numbers
I was fucking up the commas
We was sweatin through the cheese
I was saucing up the pasta
Got no time for imposters
Too busy counting up the stacks
All the stars on my roster
Money running through the backs
Jordan jumping out the gym
Higher than a blimp
Teddy tally up the tracks
I’m wiping the
I’m lifting the skirt
Puttin in work
She say I ain’t ever got no time
She going bezerk
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Bitch is playing mind games
I’m going to get up in her mind frame
So much head I got a migraine
Chorus:
Got amnesia on the brain
Drunk and high ain’t the same
I’m like Jordan to the game
I’m like Jordan to the game
I ain’t talking bout the fame
Put respect up on my name
Watch me get a couple rings
Everything gone change
I swear they gone remember me Runnin through MIA and I ain’t got a jog of memory
Young nigga feel like 23
Look up in my face and be like nigga do you remember me