Sunday Service (Vandalized Edit)

[Intro: Jarreau Vandal & Denzel Curry] 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 [Verse: Denzel Curry] So hard to ghost, yet, I'm ready to die Not B.I.G., 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 suits 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