Jack Fox - Practice Makes Perfect Lyrics

If practice makes perfect I put perfect into practice
Just trying to put Shields on the atlas
Only do events just to spit daftness
Your whole style is a catfish
Uh, I want a Gucci and a Fendi one
Demi God, walking in the club with a semi on
Uh, I rarely ever get it wrong
Flow staying Baltic, like I've bitten one of Lefty's songs, uh
Rest in piece to Ugo Ehiogu
I spend a couple seasons out in France like David Bellion, uh
My woman likes to get it on
But I left her on read, like "I don't know who that's a message from"
Us vs them
Autobots vs Decepticons
Running into battle with my weapon drawn

F*ck a critic, I'm my own fan
Scoring goals in front of home fans
Catch me in the moonlight tryna' slow dance
I'm just tryna' f*ck, nah I'm not trying to romance
You can clearly tell just from the way that I talk
That right now I'm head to toe dressed in Yves Saint Laurent
Key part of the scene but I can leave when I want
Cream of the crop, I'm begging you to please let me stunt
Opportunity knocks, and I'm grabbing it
About to Take Off like Max Gavins is
Hello Everybody panhandling
To the left to the left, where I'm passing it
Let me see you try to laugh at this
And thats a wrap to bits
Fox