Jesus Crack Lyrics
[Intro: Estee Nack]
Please don't harm this brother 'cause we love him
Yeah (Woah)
Nack Daily (Yeah)
It's a daily thing (Oh)
It's how we swing, yeah (Oh)
Give me the crown, I'm named king, y'all (Griselda)
Ayo
[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
Rocket pack Nack damage is ambidex-
Aerial attack amateur's asking questions (Que paso?)
Nigga test me, bury ya in the back, bandages (Piss you off)
Back hand slap a nigga five finger sandwiches
Split your cap in the suede niggas had crack managers (Crack)
Slang bangin' be like a throat full of cameras, yo (Clip, clip, clip)
Direction on the phone, can't handle the switch, code lingo (Slang crazy)
Countin' thе profit so when we broke Domingo hoеs will mingle
Niggas bitches come in the Rolls like Bengal, make your toes Jangle
She just wanna have fun like Cyndi Lauper (Word)
My Dominican plug lookin' at me like he gon' sing with choppers
Swing the vodka, bring the Wiz doctor (Adlibs)
Countin' up the profits so we can split proper (Uh-huh)
Put the brick, f*ck the kick-box shit, y'all out the movements (What?)
I always be in the quarters to the mathematic lost principles
I'm makin' two outta one, decide, damn, look at y'all
You niggas talk a lot in your interviews
Recordin' giant squid tentacles (Uh-huh)
f*ck the talkin', I'm out here makin' some chemicals, yo
(You know what I mean?)
(That's how we do it, we official, my nigga)
[Refrain: Estee Nack]
Yeah, seven-five just kicked, make about a thousand (Sheesh)
Ayo, seven fives just kicked, make about a cutler base like Prada (Uh-huh)
[Verse 2: Estee Nack]
Rockin' shit, blast for a bass, made four shakes when you chase haters
Calm when you're out of touch spliff science (Stupid)
Shit, every bomb I drop, it just stay atomic (Boom)
Surviving later, be honest
You niggas better pray to Muhammad, play the game honest (Watch yourself)
Harmless niggas seen me in the promises
Since elite could tell that the predator found his target
Shoot him while he makin' Salah (Kill 'em)
Lay the eighty-five into your head, damn the carpets (Blaow)
Niggas snitching to bring you down on charges (Damn)
Walk around, limits is now mantras
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Who made out the sharp, fade, dark winged up
Moneyed not thin park the Benz (Skrrt)
Ballin' with minimal top space, you wasn't with us
Bust shots 'til the gym plenty options (I got it)
Ten shots for the next God, I slim a God
God with the anthemic blickys, bombardo it (Boom)
I take you niggas out just like garbage men (f*ck outta here)
You near the deep end, get ready to fall and swim
Ten shots hit the charlatan (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Or the pennant picks you beggin' to bark in, yo (Woah)
f*ck outta here, nigga (f*ck outta here)
[Refrain: Estee Nack & Westside Gunn]
Yeah, seven-five just kicked, make about a thousand (Woah)
Yeah, seven fives just kicked, make about a thousand (Sheesh)
(Ayo, ayo)
[Verse 3: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, Wraith gettin' dusty (Skrrt)
Don't nobody love me like my kids and my junkies
Some niggas live, some niggas wasn't lucky (Uh-uh)
Saint Michael VLONE, rips in my dunkeys
Model bitches wanna f*ck me (Woo)
Rub my feet, chef me Wagyu
Japanese dinner, while I left, she stay a-boot
Sweetest taboo, head shot, face ragu (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
You ain't ever got Givenchy sent from Matthew, you lackin' (Ah)
Wales Bonner gloves on the MAC-10 (Brr)
Switches on the strap, Inshallah, this work come back (Whip)
And if we do, we back
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