JEAN CLAUDE JAQUETTIE ft. yorohaerte Lyrics

Crack crack crack cracka I been cracking all the crackas

You got AK47s, I got AK48

I'm hot, I got heat like I'm bout to rob a bank

I'm not about to bully you, but we're not mates

We up, like cost of living

We up like cost of living

I know I fucking slayed, I don't care what it's giving

Lacoste shoes, no socks, are you fucking kidding

I can't be doing with the ripped denim jeans

Or the oversized Harley Davidson tee

And every rapper's mum has invited me for tea

But I declined because your mum is the only one for me

We them certified MILF hunters

I'ma cut you off like a pair of secateurs

I want her to Jean Claude Jaquettie me

Jean Claude Jaquettie, with his jacket off

Jacket on, jacket off

Jacket on, jacket off

Came with the bars like an iron ingot

Used to rock the Truey jeans with a black singlet

And I still rock True cunt

But I'm rocking Laguna

When you sung at your show you were off by a couple notes when I checked on guitar tuner

When I come up I'll eclipse you like lunar

And it couldn't happen sooner

You look like you're always on the goon cunt, always on the gear

There's a devil in my ear

Telling me to make guns legal again just so I can go and shoot you in the head

I'ma renovate your house paint all the walls red

It's past your curfew cunt get back in your bed

Down broke, no friends, what's next?

I'm up now counting bands

Spend what I want, I don't give a fuck cause I'ma make a grand

And I sing but I'm not in a band

Hop on sick tracks with Sam

Tell that boy spin back, is that really your mans?

Cause when I pressed him he closed up like a clam

New pack came in, I hit up RLC like whats the plan?