JAAD - JAAD The Entertainer

〈writing lyrics〉

〈intro〉
Galore
Yes mack, this one's fuego
G.t

〈chorus〉
She gave me brain, no brainer, jaad the entertainer
I just went and spent your monthly wage all up on my trainers
Want a verse, you'll first, have to pattern my retainer
My sounds out of bounds so there's bound to be some haters
Money talks, i'm the translator
You gotta revise what you write past paper
They told me me money talks, well i'm a tax payer
So now i need a crib with a shit ton of acres

〈verse〉
He got traits of a traitor
Cut him off just like a razor
Ain't no black just like i'm batman
But i'm sorry i can't save her
I'm still lining up the baddies in the dance, i macarena
Got their hands up for a check, no respect i ain't a waiter
Fuck a label, but this music ting ain't stable
Them boys dropped a diss track
But their flow sounds disabled, i'm able, they ain't though
My bars coming fat, and my bars sounding fatal
If you want a feature put cheese on the table
No fondue, no mongoose, i fight off these snakes though
Just cause i'm next up, they pressed like some play doh (what?)
I make double what you make though
She doing what i say so
After giving her a great time, she had to take the 〈.?.〉
Drop a track, come in hard, raise the bar then i lay low
Lays a verse and makes it crisp, crisp this ain't no potato
Hello, she from rio de janeiro
If she got the back fat, slap that, make it shake like jello
Take a shot, like a 〈.?.〉 from a stick, donatello
〈chorus〉
She gave me brain, no brainer, jaad the entertainer
I just went and spent your monthly wage all up on my trainers
Want a verse, you'll first, have to pattern my retainer
My sounds out of bounds so there's bound to be some haters
Money talks, i'm the translator
You gotta revise what you write past paper
They told me me money talks, well i'm a tax payer
So now i need a crib with a shit ton of acres

〈open verse〉

〈chorus〉
She gave me brain, no brainer, jaad the entertainer
I just went and spent your monthly wage all up on my trainers
Want a verse, you'll first, have to pattern my retainer
My sounds out of bounds so there's bound to be some haters
Money talks, i'm the translator
You gotta revise what you write past paper
They told me me money talks, well i'm a tax payer
So now i need a crib with a shit ton of acres, okay

〈outro〉
Galore
Haha (yes mack, this one's fuego)
G.t