World Class ft. jjtheproducer Lyrics

Earth spinning off the axis

I got the ammo like a maxi

Tank or Dempsey

I need a maxi

I'm empty

George or Lennie

You're either a mouse or a man

Stick to the plan if you wanna get a pass

Flowers thrown at the kid

I'm living world class

Bag of grass and some brown liquor

No chaser, sipping harsh

Spitting bars you're there to pick apart

Fodder in the picket fence

I'm always spitting sense

I need a Mercedes-Benz

And a wife penger than Sade

Barge you off like Konate

Parr you off if you're too fast B

With a face like roadkill

You ain't got a chance B

Kicked out from the party

Like a mic sounding hospital

Free living that's gospel

Linking eyes with a constable

Like what's it now officer?

In a crowd of NPCs

What told your mind the kid's popular?

The tracky, or the posture?

Man, I need a Doppler

Or the ECG to shock ya

Rock you like the Casper

Catch the ghost in the mansion

Luigi with this vacuum

Kickback harsher than a handgun

It's all about them racks son

World class, global like I'm Jackson

Listen

Cleaner than your average

Rolling with some leverage

I step through like where's my beverage

Where's the booze? I need to neck it

Beautiful Barbie with two G's on her chest

Like an 8-ball

Slipped up once but now I'm faithful

I know who's really wasteful

Give what you get

And hold a hand to her neck

Then the sheets wet

Guess

Who got hammered in that bed?

J with the what

You can C who I become

Chest crushed

Then pulled the weapon from the thumbs

Backshot bums

Sweat make the fake tan streaky

Like some bacon on a sizzler

I'm your keeper like Pickford

Jordan's on my feet

With clean garms on the torso

Monkey in my pouch

Cooking like I'm Sanji no Zoro

Nami in the baggy

That's ginger ale and choppers that's the bank fraud

Cutting deeper than the hacksaw

London's gritty, watch the stab sword

Making sure that that slab's yours

You can pass away

Get left where you lay

Tom Hanks youse are castaways

From the double tap like Apple Pay

The cattle came

Then got herded by these shepherds

JJ use the weapons

I bring the ammo

Ghillies in the mist with the camo

Sonic and Shadow

Mix the bad with the evil

Perform the stunts like Knievel

Cancel all your sequels

Terminate the get back

All these brothers better step back

You can't fuck with us

Cos you know that we're fully charged

Yes we are

So you best put respect on the names

I said it's JJC

And we're coming like it's world class