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all caps no spaces - jpegmafia lyrics

[verse 1]
money talks
n-gg-s walk
young reagan
i’ll be d-mned if i take a loss
i cut it up
i ship it off
young vet
i triple debt
i’m never wrong
b-tch n-gg-
i’m the bad man, the bad man
made a mil’ from the acting, the acting
where the stacks?
i put crack on spreadsheets
i wish a b-tch n-gg- would try forgetting me
i said i’m jpegmafia all caps no sp-ces
you c–ns be catching feelings
my n-gg-s catch cases
i open hand
slap a closed-minded n-gg-, face in
wish a n-gg- wood like a tree at the base end
root for the home team
ran for the bases
n-gg-s wanna be white
go and get a face-lift
you don’t dapwell, we can’t chill
yo, das racist
rapping is my hobby
i am not an artist
i’m a ghost in a black body
roll deep, white caddy with a black shotty
looking for that b-tch n-gg- hopsin in the lobby
like d-mn..
shout out to the ‘burbs
and all my n-gg-s spitting fast to hide they sh-tty words, yo
one thing on my mind i can’t figure?
is why every rapper shady influence is a b-tch n-gg-
f-cker
(yeah, any of you b-tch -ss trust fund kids come f-cking near me y’all n-gg-s dead..
f-ck outta here)

[refrain]
trust fund kids don’t come outside
you might get your sh-t pushed back tonight (f-ck n-gg-)

[hook 1]
oh sh-t, b-tch it’s lit!
got a four-fifth
aim it your head
make an emo n-gg- slit his f-cking wrists
i’m the man
and i got stans
f-ck eminem
i put that on the qu’ran
p-ssy n-gg- ran
p-ssy n-gg- ran
imma get your momma hit
make you understand
post it on the gram
i’m the new cam
crackers want beef?
i don’t even like spam
d-mn

[refrain]
trust fund kids don’t come outside
you might get your sh-t pushed back tonight (f-cker)
trust fund kids don’t come outside
you might get your sh-t pushed back tonight (lil’ n-gg-)

[hook 2]
heard you like pantera
b-tch, not me!
heard you like burzum
b-tch, not me!
heard you b-mpin’ rolling stones
p-ssy n-gg-, please!
you play that sh-t around me
imma put your -ss to sleep
you f-ckin f-cking creep
i’m neo-n-z- chic
got guns under arms
and i’m aiming at elites
i heard you f-cking metalheads looking for some beats
i wish varg would
come to b’more we gon’ see
f-cker
(f-ck outta here man
you talk sh-t you gonna get your f-cking head cracked open p-ssy
f-ck outta here)

[refrain]
trust fund kids don’t come outside
you might get your sh-t pushed back tonight (f-ck n-gg-)

[outro]
“i ain’t never heard something..
so..
yo..
what the f-ck was that sh-t you just played for me, yo..
nah, for real, what the f-ck was that sh-t, nah..
i ain’t wanna hear that sh-t again i gotta, yo what..
that sh-t went so hard..
yo..
i don’t even know where i’m at right now..
i’m on planet mafia and sh-t..
sh-t ridiculous in these headphones..
ri-diculous in these headphones”

- jpegmafia lyrics

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