JPEGMAFIA — LAST DANCE!

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Woah, on the rebound when I walk in
I’ma reload, hittin’ big gas, I’m Rodman
Glock-19 my side bitch, when I speak to a pig, I’m Biden
‘Fore I let you get to me, get violent

Niggas let me, let me be it’s common
In Bmore I be mobbin’ like diamond, crime mob
Goin’ in circles around the block ‘fore I find him (Wait)
I found the beat, duckin’ these crackers, I feel like Bin Laden

I wish that my bitches had better timin’
Some of y’all niggas was better off silent
Killin’ yourself, this ain’t evеn Love Island
Trust fund money, can’t buy (Poof)

He lеft the critics behind him
Features with Issas, I’m distant with Mollys
Solid, it’s like Kojima designed me
Slut with the gear and the metal is on me

Switchin’ like ipkiss, can somebody stop me?
One on one, I be flexin’ like Kyla (Bitch)
Fuck with me, I’ma employ the Tommy
Are you triggered or just weak by design?

Baby, my preference is fine
Girl, are you really in line?
Decade three but one hand on the nine
Keep it fluid, I be marchin’ with dimes

Zero mods and you niggas still dyin’
I don’t need one (Bah, bah)
One wish, Ray J with the sign
Hit it first, I’m ahead of my time

Spit in her ass, she nurture my mind
Super head, Mr. Marcus, I’m dyin’
Stash money and prepare for decline
Hey, huntin’ for mine

Now they got me speedin’ down the lane like Plies
Spitting like grand theft, be on auto when I slide
Praying for a wave but Peggy changing up the tide
Niggas stay mad so they pray on my demise

Twerkin’ on stage, feel like Mary J. Blige
Since I bought a Glock, no more drama in my life
Baby, when I do it, I’ma, uh
Baby, when I do it, bet I won’t say shit like Clyde

Hey, dressed for the kill with my Bonnie on my side
Huh, shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit, shit, shit, shit
Shit