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I've named this one JPEG Uh, no debit, I want credit These dudes actors, straight jackers Never learned to be a rapper Kill masters, ice white like Casper JPEG presentation All these pussy niggas passive Garcon, Garcon, Garcon, Garcon Does this ski mask make me look fat? And I'm fresh out the bag, on my life Nigga, go on bust a sag, on my life My homie told me, "Kick that Super Saiyan long as it can sell" 25 packs on the real I feel like another spoke on the wheel Two kills, one shot The crack rock hit your face like Botox I won't stop you on 4chan Bitch, I got the fo' cocked And when I pull it you gonna call cops, hoe stop I'm on the coast now Niggas playing with the Peg, no sound Rappers coming at me smoking on that PCP Fuck around and end up on Smack DVD I wonder if my momma ever seen me cheese Nigga, I been wild ever since I passed my CDCs 25 cities in a row I'm switching up the coast Give my ego some hope, I tell 'em No debit, I want credit These dudes actors, straight jackers Never learned to be a rapper I kill masters, bringing math to disasters Toe-tagging, ice white like Casper Flow tragic, you should pick another tactic I'm so ratchet, all these pussy niggas passive I'm too graphic, more blunt ashes Nigga, fuck your fabric, you average All the pain and suffering was temporary Nowadays I swear that they was never ready For me coming from nothing to get it varied Determined to prove that I would be legendary (sheesh) I only got one life to live, yeah But I'm gonna do whatever's necessary Until I'm dead and buried Up in the cemetery All that other shit is secondary to me I put that on my life, that's word to my momma That's why I grind and I serve for them commas Because that's what it's like being birthed from the bottom, ayy I know you heard that I'm poppin', ayy Came from the dirt now I got it, ooh No way on Earth that I'm stopping, no Quit trying to ride on my wave Like I'ma surf in the tropics No debit, I want credit These dudes actors, straight jackers Never learned to be a rapper I kill masters, bringing math to disasters Toe-tagging, ice white like Casper Flow tragic, you should pick another tactic I'm so ratchet, all these pussy niggas passive I'm too graphic, more blunt ashes Nigga, fuck your fabric, you average Fuck your fabric, you average Fuck all your fabric, you average All of these niggas is passive They pussy, they better pick tactics Learn to be rappers I swear these dudes is some actors Pussies is passive Niggas is passive