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head (Explicit) - JPEGMAFIA

Composed by：JPEGMAFIA

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Digging my way out the hole with these figures

You pressing me pressing your buttons I'm triggered

I'm up with the scope leaving change for the tippers

I can't go to heaven they do not have strippers I hate what I see

Bitch-ass niggas who ain't never did shit

Ain't relating to me niggas jealous of me

Dick in ya wife and she selling it why is you spilling on me?

It's irrelevancy

You wifing that ho but I been in that bitch like a residency

You ain't fucking with me

Treat her like cattle I'm riding that horse like that bitch was the beat

Baby settle with me

Cease and desist I get low with the iron this metal

You seek is the weapons I keep

It's staring me back in the face like a mirror Medusa I see

It's no effort the pressure I'm crashing the truck and I'm booking the stretchers

I'm pushing my peace

Remember this day it's your last

These bitches they tryna say hey but in past

You ain't streaming like Devon I'll just let you rant

It's sounding like envy but nobody dancing bud

Arm and a leg for a beat yo' niggas in jail

But we not in the streets

You niggas depending on whitey for heat

We don't wanna hear if he not on them beats for real

I can't believe your bitches keeping secrets

I cut off ya hand if you keep it from me

I can't believe it your bitch on a stage

Gotta show the way I'ma do her for free

Back in this bitch aim with the grip shame on a bitch

You don't really wanna angle with me

Clap with the 5th cracking his bitch

You ain't really 'bout nothing boy you ain't bring your vest

Put the icing to his donut and fill yo' sweet ass with lead

I'm not even tryna fuck I can't get hard I want head

Suck me soft or take the condom off and jump in the bed

Got Sin Meido on my stomach it's the family crest

Course these niggas steady bumming they still lying for cred'

When shit be happening to these niggas they get online start begging

Like how you rapping and ain't got figures who would've figured you a peasant?

It's TD Jakes I preach the paper I just dress like a reverend

I'm on yo' head like I'm Excedrin we don't know who you be repping aha