Jarreau Vandal - Sunday Service (Vandalized Edit) lyrics

You know we back, right?
Clear the streets out jarreau Vandal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

So hard to ghost, yet, I'm ready to die
Not BIG, not limited to the sky
If the doves cry, they label me as a Prince
With a bad bitch that’s
Covered in cheetah print, oh shit
Wanted for the most swag, I'm the culprit
Draped in unknown shit, you ain't own this
Shoe game just like the Home Alone flicks
These ain’t Off White
These McCaulay Culkins, ooh
I'm the token Black guy, that's right
Tell the whole world kiss my backside
Watch your girl spread like wildfire
Easy as pie, who let the fat guy loose?
Back to black roots back to stack racks and
Pack them black coupes
Attack we contract to back and black suit's
I am what I am, I'm Zeus and Jésus
What it do? I ride with the livest men
Day ones from five to ten
From the 3 like Iverson
So that means I only ride with Ken
Like I hit you with the Hadouken
Fuck a "How you been?" or
"Where you been at?"
Go ask your girl where her chin at
Go ask the world what I win at
Same place that we pray to
God where we sin at
Lookin' for the holy water
Ask me where the Gin at?
Woah, let's slow down
King Arthur of the table, let's go 'round
Never try to tell me what’s my sound
And "CLOUT COBAIN" made me really hate clowns
So profound when it come to the art
I was too bound to the ways of the dark
Let ’em all drown with a ticket for the Ark
Tryna ride this wave, be a victim to a shark
For real