| Send a person baby, send a
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| Send her over, baby, ready
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| Send her over, come and find me my boo (Same old, same old)
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| Babe
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| Oh, I’ma fire, see you 'round (Uh)
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| I don’t need industry praise
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| Vision distortin' you niggas survivin' off co-signs
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| All my credit keep lockin' the stage
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| Niggas mad 'cause I’m black and I’m hostile
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| Crackers salty, I’m pretty and paid
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| Bottom bitch wanna jump on the dog pile
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| Every night I be fannin' the flames
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| Mentally not a fan of your games
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| They wanna produce on my aisle
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| 'Cause they know that the market is made
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| Niggas’ll shark your whole style
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| Hope you’re ready to drown for the team
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| You Shaq fool, you can’t stop this reign
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| I can’t believe that my talent brought fame
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| You can’t believe I created a lane
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| I don’t respond to bitch niggas by name, that’s trash (Facts)
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| Scary-ass backpack rappin' niggas never was meant to outlast
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| Me and my Kimber like and, uh
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| Keep it draped in attachments, uh
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| Nine on me, I’m sassy
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| Thotiana when I’m at the crib
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| The Smith, I mean, call it Ashley
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| Mary Kate, is my Glock in the backseat?
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| Hey, don’t wait, watch me peak and attack 'em
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| All of this talk, my niggas all action
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| How did I catch you lackin'?
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| «We ain’t got no money,» I’m laughin'
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| I’m talking' minimum wage
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| Rappers can’t do what I do 'cause I own all my shit
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| And I do all my shit and most y’all can’t relate
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| When Peggy hop in the booth, he get paid
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| You hit the boof but you know you a slave
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| Know what you signed, know you don’t say
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| Know you a dub, but these
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| All of my haters are tame
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| Naysayers, bench players, even all of the coaches between
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| Peggy love all, goin' back to my roots
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| Jobless, now I feel like the
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| Mask off in the future foreseen
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| Mask on, I don’t wanna be seen
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| .PNG, get your quality up
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| JPEG, I compress all my schemes
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| I put your dome in a beam
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| Kimber tucked in-between
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| I ain’t been shootin' straight since a teen
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| Hop on the fence and I lean
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| How is this pussy still runnin' the scene
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| What does this actually mean?
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| Baby control your demeanor
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| Niggas don’t have to believe
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| Then, when it happens, they, uh
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| Then, when it happens, they tweak
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| It’s nasty
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| What’s up, baby? |
| What’s up?
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| Say somethin' (Yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song KELTEC! , by - JPEGMAFIA. Song from the album EP2!, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп