Charly Jordan

Need me a girl like Charly Jordan

Here’s my number Call me Korbin

Need three bitches because I’m Mormon

up in the kitchen Im chef Gordon

Smoke me a fatty top of the morning

So far gone and away I’m soaring


Said I need a girl like Charly 

So she can ride the back of my Harley

We can chill and listen to Bob Marley

As we go slow in the Rarri 

Don’t want no fake bitches no Barbies

If you ain’t first your last like Bobby 

Need a real girl little mommy

Make her so wet tsunami

Oh you like that you naughty

Buy her Calvin Klein’s Buy her Tommy’s 

Yeah I push weight like Ronnie

Put designer bags on her body

Oh you like that Lil Shawty 

I Said do you like that Lil shawty 

I said

Need me a girl like Charly Jordan

Here’s my number Call me Korbin

Need three bitches because I’m Mormon

up in the kitchen Call me Gordon

Smoke me a fatty top of the morning

So far gone and away I’m soaring


Look at me I’m just flexing

Sitting me down and she dressing

Smoking a bowl not stressing

Better watch where you steppin 

Glock nine got a weapon

Short life count your blessings

In life there is lessons

Got a switch up directions

She got the smooth skin complexion’s

Yeah her green eyes infectious

Yeah In my eyes perfection

Put designer brands on her  necklace 

Yeah eat her out for breakfast

 see her face I’m and breathless

going crazy I am reckless 

If it’s not Charly then I’m helpless


Need me a girl like Charly Jordan

Here’s my number Call me Korbin

Need three bitches because I’m Mormon

up in the kitchen Call me Gordon

Smoke me a fatty top of the morning

So far gone and away I’m soaring

rap, trap, emo