1539 N. Calvert - JPEGMAFIA

One, one

Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap

Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap

You think you know me

She wanna sit on my lap, yeah

She wanna sit on my lap

(Damn, Peggy! What-? Aye)

(She on his bare knees to watch him skeet over)

Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap, yeah

(… like three donuts. For real, where the fuck we goin', what we doin'?)

Oh God no (What you wanna do?)

Fuck Postmates

Aye, aye, uh, aye, uh, what, what, what, uh, what, yeah

I need all (Let's get it)

I need all my bitches same color as Drake

If they not, then they getting rocked

Put that Pyrex in the pot (Right)

I don’t give a fuck if you out there in the 6 (Turn around)

Suck a dick, pussy boy you getting hit with the (woo!)

And I’m really with the shits, so you not gon' take my hits

Break my heart while I break your bitch

Two black cards, let me cloak my wrist (Okay)

Fuck a diss, boy, I’m draggin' bodies like it’s Metal Gurr

I don’t care 'bout your fuckin' status, Peggy got no fear

Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah

Juggin', I come with them bands, aye

Gun do not come with no plan, aye

Keep a Kimber at the pad, aye

Crackers never get a pass, wait

Credit like my name was Chad, aye

Watch who you fucking tag, babe

Okay, get your demo out my face

Shawty, tryna give that dick to Kelly Conway

Pull my case, boy, I beat that shit like Lennon beat his bae

Young O’Shea (Ice Cube, motherfucker)

I need a bitch with long hair like Myke C-Town (Yeah?)

You talking shit, I’m talking shit, you catch a beat down (Yeah)

I know you never in the hood or in the streets now (Hey)

And still, I’m hearing that you really want some beef now?

Bruh, take your tree out my backwood

Made the beat 'cause I’m that good

Got your girl on her hands, Johnny 5 with the cans

Fuck a blog, fuck a fan, hope my record get panned

Least I made you niggas dance

Fuck 12 nigga, stamp!

On my body, oh I got it

On my body, my body, my body

On my body, oh I got it

You never wrote it

I’m gonna be right

It’s night, bout to be dark

Sun lotion balm on a palm I’m rubbin'

All I want is what I see (Hear the-)