This is a song about "Jordan retro"

Rip this is for you jordan davis

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

I make money high like jordan

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Can even afford retro fours

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

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