Wake Up Young Jordan (Ft. Playboi Carti)

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[Intro]
(CakeBoy Bally)

[Chorus: Young Jordan]
Wake up, go to Barneys
That's just how I get my day goin' (How I get my day goin')
Pipin' all these vibes
I know that some I cannot take home (Some I cannot take home)
All these opps, they try to watch
But, boy, you gon' get lethal (You gon' get lethal)
Better not press that button
'Cause them boys, they're gonna take off (They're gonna take off)
Syrup all in my cup
I'm sippin' 'Tech, this ain't no Akorn (No, this ain't no Akorn)
Diamonds on my body
It's so hard to try to stay warm (To try to stay warm)
Got some vibes that you can't have
Because I know that they goin'

[Verse 1: Young Jordan]
Icy boy, I'm bossed up
All this drip a rainstorm (Let's go)
VVs got my neck cut
Gotta take these chains off (Chains off)
Need to get a check up
Perkies still ain't dissolve (Perky party)
Maison Margielas that's on my feet, these ain't no Reebok
I'm on the top of the penthouse, no, this ain't no treetop (No, this ain't no treetop)
I got a MAC on me right now, no, not talking Steve Jobs (Grrt-grrt)
Cash on me, don't need cards
Niggas want smoke 'bout these broads
Rolls-Royce in the daytime
Baby, you gon' see stars