Baby I'm Bleeding - JPEGMAFIA

Let that shit run, uh, fuck!

Fuck is, fuck

Alright, alright, alright, shit

(You think you know me)

Ah, fuck!

Uh, uh

S-Stop, it’s over, uh

Peggy, where you been at?

Getting all this promo

When it comes to money, bet these niggas is a no-show

I’ve been out in Bed-Stuy, chilling with my feet up

Laughing at these SoundCloud niggas trying to be us

When I say us, bet, I don’t mean no fucking crew

Peggy been a solo act since Looney Tunes and Goofy Troops

Catch me out in Barksdale, counting fettuccine

While you pussy crackers still trying to pass P. T

Ooh, I’m up in Brownsville, strapped with a Kimber

All you yuppie purses getting swiped like Tinder

Now I’m at the White House, looking for your President

Hop out the van, pointing guns at your residence

Ooh, I’m up in Queens now, showing y’all a body

Hoping that you pussy ass c******s try and find me

Chains on my body, looking like a rapper

Acting like a slave when I’m gunning for my masters, nigga

Fuck these niggas!

Buck these niggas!

Yeah

It’s ironic you pressed for a cooking

It’s ironic you talk jail time, but you ain’t never seen no central booking

(Yeah)

It’s ironic you hang with a nigga that beat women

And have the nerve to call yourself «Girl Pusher,» wow

You ain’t real, you’re a Jarrod, I’ll show you how I really feel (Yah)

White boy better put his hands up, I’m ready

And I’m getting Wilder, shoutout to Deontay

Country niggas booming Peggy, I’m the new Beyoncé

Devil on my entrée, cut like Dante

Promise I will never go blonde like Ka- (Hol' up)

Promise I will never go blonde like Kanye?

Got so many styles, they should call me Peggy A. J

When I hit the stage, niggas know it’s a payday

Tell your bitch, come here, like I work for Midway, nigga!

(Fuck!)

Like fire