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END CREDITS! (Explicit) - JPEGMAFIA
Lyrics by:JPEGMAFIA
Composed by:JPEGMAFIA
You pull up to a red light
A man jerks your door open says
"Out of the car I'm taking your car"
You say"Okay take it just don't hurt me"
You know what I do
I pull out the Glock put it on his forehead
And spill his brains all over the concrete
You think you know me
Uh b***h I write a scene on your life
And I only rap out of spite
Loss is the theme of my life
After the steam and the hype dawg
This is my career not a dice
Never take L's to a light
B***h I am impervious to type
So young bucking at advice
New Glock leave it up to Christ (Hahaha)
Uh fit for a Joker need a Harley
Don Callis never been a carny
And you know we showin' out for Darby
Me and Tina bucking back at Ike
You a diva we gon' drop the mic
New Glock leave it up to Christ (Ah)
Uh why would I show you my hand
I put on a show on demand
I was on the show who a fan
These boys never made a profit
You ain't doin' s**t n***a stop it
I see who y'all biggin' but it's gas
Grown men co-sign trash
Log off go find bags
Two Glocks tucked in a bag
New switches they gon' get attached
And they said we never gonna last
Death loop you ain't comin' back
Them tweets cost you a life
You ain't had a hand in the hype
(Nah man)
Uh b***h I'll write a scene on your life
And I only rap out of spite
Loss is the theme of my life
After the steam and the hype dawg
I'm Arn Anderson