[Pre-hook: Jean Jacques]

God live walking, honey you a faucet

I’m out the Mojave, this world need washing

You can babysit your mans outside Tommy’s

You can cab up to my pad when he up talking

[Hook: Jean Jacques]

Gold chain flossing, gums bleed violet

Hippie drug addict, I don’t preach non violence

Walt-like higher head, neck on cryogen

Blaze in a chev like a week-long riot

Theme song’s green lawns’ ruffles in my forces

Hippie drug addict gate jumping, I’m soaring

Crazed from the haze in the booth, booze pouring

And your girl’s hand’s in my pants with torsion

[Verse: Jean Jacques]

Hundred hoes on my dick in a runners pose

When you already sky high what’s another dose

What’s another new namе in my other phone

What’s another mom tеxt, “when you coming home”

Sorry moms, I got a different approach

Your son finna ball out, till I can by you a coat

I’m on god mode with the shit that I wrote

And I ain’t coming back, if it makes me a ghost

I’m out solidifying vapour, do the lords work

I can think about it later, put the horse first

Ride a bit of something paler, chop bars like CrossFit

False prophets get stoned by Jacques’ profits

[Pre-hook: Jean Jacques]

God live walking, honey you a faucet

I’m out the Mojave, this world need washing

You can babysit your mans outside Tommy’s

You can cab up to my pad when he up talking

[Hook: Jean Jacques]

Gold chain flossing, gums bleed violet

Hippie drug addict, I don’t preach non violence

Walt-like higher head, neck on cryogen

Blaze in a chev like a week-long riot

Theme song’s green lawns’ ruffles in my forces

Hippie drug addict gate jumping, I’m soaring

Crazed from the haze in the booth, booze pouring

And your girl’s hand’s in my pants with torsion

[Verse: Jean Jacques]

Dead motherfuckers like you don’t know it

My sixth sense is art when I show it

Red paint sprays on a white tee canvas

Chase spray paint with a chai tea, hammered

Drink when I wake up, it’s 5pm and

I’m still high from last week’s bender

Hop in the whip, I’m letting it drift

And I pull in front of stages with my hand in your bitch

This the Northstar, fucking like a pornstar

Eyes shine bright, she ride like a sports car

When I get signed, homie, imma act a fool

Whole weed forest with a lake sized pool

Gold king, chosen one, Logan with the focus bud

Broken claws, floating on an ocean of buzz

Higher I get, the more my ego erupts

Space junk gets fucked when the supernova bucks