Jackson (with shilohdasinner feat. ThaKID) Lyrics

It's gonna get serious when I'll go stepping in the booth

They'll might say I got some flavour like they're eating good food

You might wanna call me Michael Jackson cos I'm too smooth

Life's been treating me so well, I ain't been in a bad mood

Put me up on any beat you know I'm turning to a beast

When I'm in that mode you know you have to just accept defeat

Feel like Chris & Tana because all my dogs are off the leash

If these people want something from me they have to pay a fee

Talking on the internet but will not say it to my face

I'm gonna get busy, pack it up and then I close the case

If you're dishing disses then we're going tit 4 tat like Jace!

I might make an impact, leave a mark but I won't leave a trace

The way I'm in these people's mentions, I've got many co-signs

When I count my blessings I give thanks to the most high

Canary yellow diamonds like the sun because it's got the shine

I'm trying to be level with the guys, seeing eye to eye

I be delegating whatever, I'm on my senpai

Hitting all them folks, but I'm not dancing, I'mma make them cry

My chromosomes are coming like alphabet: XY

I'm trying to cop new J4s same colour as the sky

It's gonna get serious when I'll go stepping in the booth

They'll might say I got some flavour like they're eating good food

You might wanna call me Michael Jackson cos I'm too smooth

Life's been treating me so well, I ain't been in a bad mood

I ain't took a loss in one minute it's just been straight grind

Think I'm onna run cuz i'm back and forth cross the state line

But I am on a run I be trampling bruddas Saquon

How you get designer flows my answer to bruddas make time

I am, self made, go get it, always gon hustle for a million

Euros in my JP, but I never chase it

You could all types of lead in my body you could never erase it

Stop the chat you ain't up with the good guys so

Wait ok

Stop the chat I thought I told you twice you could never replace em

Everybody grind, everybody need a bag huh

Breesh hit the ceiling aye we been tryna break the glass huh

Cuts all on our hands not from the shards but from the cash

Won't stay in park I'll do the dash, used to dance in the dark to get it fast

Stayin on my tip toes like michael when I was livin bad

Now I'm, tryna swerve the potholes bandos trapstars

And … who be tryna act hard

I send em all my blessings

It's gonna get serious when I'll go stepping in the booth

They'll might say I got some flavour like they're eating good food

You might wanna call me Michael Jackson cos I'm too smooth

Life's been treating me so well, I ain't been in a bad mood

Wait a minute, let me think for a second, maybe two

One, two. Draco kickin like it's tekken

I reckon these boys straight fake, had to hustle for a plate

I was eating Frito Lays, now I'm eating cheap steak

Money coming in, had to feed the fam

Swerve it out the lot, swerve it like a lamb

I'm be going ham ay, screaming like I'm Sam ay

Blicky never jam ay, it be going "Bam!" Ay

Hoppin out the 4-door, it's a Lambo

Everybody wanna hate, cos we got dough

Spending all this money, cos I'm not poor

And I'm steady laughing, cos they all jokes

Pop them like confetti, when I up it they get scary

I got diamonds, ray baguetties, you ain't thuggish if you petty

If you hate me, oh well get your racks up

Be for real, if you play, you getting packed up, better back up

It's gonna get serious when I'll go stepping in the booth (yeah)

They'll might say I got some flavour like they're eating good food

You might wanna call me Michael Jackson cos I'm too smooth

Life's been treating me so well, I ain't been in a bad mood

It's gonna get serious when I'll go stepping in the booth

They'll might say I got some flavour like they're eating good food

You might wanna call me Michael Jackson cos I'm too smooth

Life's been treating me so well, I ain't been in a bad mood

(It's gonna get serious when I'll go stepping in the booth)

(Stepping in the booth)

(They'll might say I got some flavour like they're eating good food)

(Good food)

(You might wanna call me Michael Jackson cos I'm too smooth)

(Too smooth)

(Life's been treating me so well, I ain't been in a bad mood)

(Bad mood)