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