One, two
JPEG, because I like JPEGs (say)
Um, for the resolution of color, the size
(You think you know me) everything about JPEGs I like
It's yours, alright
Oh nigga, nigga, nigga, I'm stayin' (yeah, huh)
Aw, nigga, nigga, I'm just playin' (playin', playin', playin', yeah)
Walked in the crib with crib with the Glock .19 and the dirty cup
Snuck up in Coachella with the bald lil' buddy, I ain't Jaden Smith (no)
Her main nigga off cuff, I'm flagrant (facts)
I can't keep no job, I can't commit
Hate goes into these bars, some niggas ain't built for it
I made rap my job, it's sacred
You don't wanna get them guns involved
'Cause your wifey gon' be callin' the law
Boys (boys)
Alright
F*ck (motherf*cking man)
F*ck, f*ck
These niggas out here, man (gnarly, gnarly)
F*ck, f*ck
F*ck, f*ck
Gnarly
Uh, damn, guess who had a big year (yeah)
No whips, no chains, just a few tears
Pop filter, bump it and you get the stock
When I hit the stage, I'm hope that my enemies watchin'
Damn, I'm wonderin' where they're drive went
Why these wiggas always showin' up when niggas be poppin'?
Bruh, don't turn yourself into a target
'Cause we can take this shit from beef to somethin' exhaustin'
Glock .43 x with the sticky holes
Pistol whip 'em, I can't waste a bullet on a poser
Incels gettin' cross, 'cause I crossed over
How to go from Anne Hathaway to Anne Coulter
All this shootin' in the air is for posin' (posin')
Fast break, we jammin' it, nigga no floaters
Lames gettin' bolder, straps on the shoulder
They gon' have to get the cat to get sober
You know everybody wanna' say I do this (don't play), I do that
Everyone wanna act like they hard and shit
But just stop, real shit
Let me, let me get, uh, uh
Let me get a double bacon, a double bacon
Nah, not a double bacon, a, uh, uh
A bacon, a bacon smokehouse meal with no cheese
Yeah, with no cheese on the thang, and uh
Okay, would you like the meal large?
The meal is gon' be large, the meal is (and what's to drink?)
Uh, the meal is, uh, is gonna come with a
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One, two
JPEG, because I like JPEGs (say)
Um, for the resolution of color, the size
(You think you know me) everything about JPEGs I like
It's yours, alright
Oh nigga, nigga, nigga, I'm stayin' (yeah, huh)
Aw, nigga, nigga, I'm just playin' (playin', playin', playin', yeah)
Walked in the crib with crib with the Glock .19 and the dirty cup
Snuck up in Coachella with the bald lil' buddy, I ain't Jaden Smith (no)
Her main nigga off cuff, I'm flagrant (facts)
I can't keep no job, I can't commit
Hate goes into these bars, some niggas ain't built for it
I made rap my job, it's sacred
You don't wanna get them guns involved
'Cause your wifey gon' be callin' the law
Boys (boys)
Alright
F*ck (motherf*cking man)
F*ck, f*ck
These niggas out here, man (gnarly, gnarly)
F*ck, f*ck
F*ck, f*ck
Gnarly
Uh, damn, guess who had a big year (yeah)
No whips, no chains, just a few tears
Pop filter, bump it and you get the stock
When I hit the stage, I'm hope that my enemies watchin'
Damn, I'm wonderin' where they're drive went
Why these wiggas always showin' up when niggas be poppin'?
Bruh, don't turn yourself into a target
'Cause we can take this shit from beef to somethin' exhaustin'
Glock .43 x with the sticky holes
Pistol whip 'em, I can't waste a bullet on a poser
Incels gettin' cross, 'cause I crossed over
How to go from Anne Hathaway to Anne Coulter
All this shootin' in the air is for posin' (posin')
Fast break, we jammin' it, nigga no floaters
Lames gettin' bolder, straps on the shoulder
They gon' have to get the cat to get sober
You know everybody wanna' say I do this (don't play), I do that
Everyone wanna act like they hard and shit
But just stop, real shit
Let me, let me get, uh, uh
Let me get a double bacon, a double bacon
Nah, not a double bacon, a, uh, uh
A bacon, a bacon smokehouse meal with no cheese
Yeah, with no cheese on the thang, and uh
Okay, would you like the meal large?
The meal is gon' be large, the meal is (and what's to drink?)
Uh, the meal is, uh, is gonna come with a
JPEG, because I like JPEGs (say)
Um, for the resolution of color, the size
(You think you know me) everything about JPEGs I like
It's yours, alright
Oh nigga, nigga, nigga, I'm stayin' (yeah, huh)
Aw, nigga, nigga, I'm just playin' (playin', playin', playin', yeah)
Walked in the crib with crib with the Glock .19 and the dirty cup
Snuck up in Coachella with the bald lil' buddy, I ain't Jaden Smith (no)
Her main nigga off cuff, I'm flagrant (facts)
I can't keep no job, I can't commit
Hate goes into these bars, some niggas ain't built for it
I made rap my job, it's sacred
You don't wanna get them guns involved
'Cause your wifey gon' be callin' the law
Boys (boys)
Alright
F*ck (motherf*cking man)
F*ck, f*ck
These niggas out here, man (gnarly, gnarly)
F*ck, f*ck
F*ck, f*ck
Gnarly
Uh, damn, guess who had a big year (yeah)
No whips, no chains, just a few tears
Pop filter, bump it and you get the stock
When I hit the stage, I'm hope that my enemies watchin'
Damn, I'm wonderin' where they're drive went
Why these wiggas always showin' up when niggas be poppin'?
Bruh, don't turn yourself into a target
'Cause we can take this shit from beef to somethin' exhaustin'
Glock .43 x with the sticky holes
Pistol whip 'em, I can't waste a bullet on a poser
Incels gettin' cross, 'cause I crossed over
How to go from Anne Hathaway to Anne Coulter
All this shootin' in the air is for posin' (posin')
Fast break, we jammin' it, nigga no floaters
Lames gettin' bolder, straps on the shoulder
They gon' have to get the cat to get sober
You know everybody wanna' say I do this (don't play), I do that
Everyone wanna act like they hard and shit
But just stop, real shit
Let me, let me get, uh, uh
Let me get a double bacon, a double bacon
Nah, not a double bacon, a, uh, uh
A bacon, a bacon smokehouse meal with no cheese
Yeah, with no cheese on the thang, and uh
Okay, would you like the meal large?
The meal is gon' be large, the meal is (and what's to drink?)
Uh, the meal is, uh, is gonna come with a
Writer: Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks
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Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.