[Intro: Tommy Genesis] Check, check, check Check, check Check, will you turn the beat up? Brr Oh, mmm, check, check, could you turn my vocals up? Yeah, mmm, mmm Brr How could you not know? What you meant to me You and me are gonna be a bit Know you laughin' away with friends I'll be up in a minute Brr, brr, brr (Thank you, thank you) Thank you, fuck you (Brr) Fuck you (Brr), fuck you Fuck you, fuck you Fuck you, thank you (Brrat, brrat, brr)
[Verse 1: Tommy Genesis] I think I'm insane, do you love me? I think I just came, do you trust me? When I stare hard, you get ugly I just look away at the money I don't come from money but they say I look expensive He lay me on the table with a bag 'cause I'm his pension If you with me you won't go hungry (Uh-uh) If you ain't me, call me mommy Fuckin' with the ghost in my body Pray to the pussy let it calm me Stretch marks on my skull, I wasn't made for me at all Cut me open with your jaw, lick the writing on the wall I got a fat mouth, no collagen I got a fat cat (Brrt) and my throat infinite (Brrt) (Hey) He want a picture with Tommy Save that shit like JPEG She wanna know who's Mommy? Blood pact, wolf pack, hashtag She put a gun to my halo I talk to God and He calls me emo He put a tongue to my halo I talk to God and She calls me emo
[Break: Tommy Genesis & JPEGMAFIA] You know, you know (Woah-ho-ho-ho, ha, ha) Get up, get up Stay up, get up, get back, we know Got it, then I say no, say no You think you know me Look (Yeah)
[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA] Some of my friends got big dreams (Yeah) Some of my friends tote big beams (Beams) None of your friends get no cream (Brr) These niggas look blank, got no theme (Brr) Just got a new MAC, that's fifteen (Yeah) Young bald head nigga, I'm Mr. Clean Caught a nigga off guard like Pistol Pete (Wow) Line a square nigga up like Billie Jean (Damn, Peggy) Just got a new grill, but I can't eat (Huh) But I gotta feed my motherfuckin' family Gotta make it to the top and get a GRAMMY (Gotta get it) But I be playin' with the drums like a band geek (Nasty) Bitch nigga, don't make me aggy Dome shot, now you look like Cassie (Brrt) Skinny nigga, but I'm built like a athlete (Wow) AR same colors as khakis You my sons but I don't be the pappy Stop wastin' my time (Uh) These niggas done ran outta line (Yeah) I'm strapped but I'm ready to die (Okay) I feel like a thot when I cry (Huh) I feel like a God when I rhyme (Huh) I can't believe that he ain't signed (God) Why?
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