Chow Mane - Jackie Chan Lyrics

Birds fly South, I stay up North
Young Chow Mane with a face full of pork
Don't stop rappin' like Sir Too $hort
I can't even take a break, I always gotta do more
Serve musical keys, fiends pay me C-notes
Think you Al Pacino? Little boy, I'm Vito
If you really want the bills, sorry I'ma veto
I be bangin' out your speaker like a damn keynote
I be blowin' up your speaker like DeNiro in Casino
Blunt the size of a burrito and my goons Filipino
I been poddin' wit my chinos, we some Wu-Gambinos
Like Rae, like Ghost, like Method, I'm a demon
I'm a stuntman, from my jacket down to my Jumpmans
When they see me they going ignant like Lil Pump fans
Baby throwing shade like a sunny day with a ball cap
She think she Amanda, she think that she All That
I ain't never call back, hit me with the balls back
2 cups stacked, fulla 8% bodyfat
Titty look like party hats, and I'm off a molly cap
Speeding up my cardiac, I'm fuckin' Jill, sorry Jack
Black cat in my path, math class I'ma pass out
Fuck that, trapping out my dad house
I'm in East San Jose, but I come from down South
From Salinas California where you know we really bout it like

Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Bitch I'm stuntin' like Jackie
Blowin' up the bus like Jackie
I'm the brand new Mr. Miyagi
No you can't fuck with us, bitch you too sloppy!

My whole squad geekin' like a goddamn Best Buy
Young Chow Mane, I'm pan fried
Slappin' that Bad Guy, Bad Guy
21 Savage on the landline, giving me the rocks like a landslide
Pass the bars first, then judge all you want
I'ma pop a lot of beans, it got me shittin on your tongue
That's a deuce, Number 2
I produce, Number 1
Hit your mom and your cousin like my name McLovin'
As for turkeys got a dozen full of Thanksgiving stuffing
And my mouth full of colors like a god damn puffin
If she walk like a penguin and she talk like a penguin
Muthafucker man your bitch is a god damn penguin!
I turn Abraham Lincoln into Benjamin Franklin
I turn dollars into yen and put my yen inside the basement
If I ever misplace it, make another mixtape
And make your bitch call me daddy like my name Entei
I'm so lost in the grass I just found me a Pidgey
I ride through my city while followed by piggies
My teeth is so shiny, my sour so sticky
I feel like Chip Skylark I smoke Icky Vicky
My pack way too loud like Meek Milly
Put me on anything like sweet chili sauce
I'ma sprinkle it with game like a legend who from the bay
Dealing wit corrupt cops, like Dragon in Project A, I'm

Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Jackie Jackie Jackie Chan
Bitch I'm stuntin' like Jackie
Blowin' up the bus like Jackie
I'm the brand new Mr. Miyagi
No you can't fuck with us, bitch you too sloppy!