Rough 7
Tommy Genesis, JPEGMAFIA
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Check, check, check, check, check Check, will you turn the beat up? Brr (I guess they just don't know how much you mean to me) Oh, mmm, check, check, will you turn my vocals up? (Go on anyway, it's alright, it's okay) (I guess they just don't know how much you mean to me) Brr (They just don't know how much you mean to me) (I guess they just don't know how much you mean to me) 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 Thank you, f*ck you F*ck you, f*ck you F*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you Thank you (brrat, brrat, brr) 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, won't go hungry (Uh-uh) If you with me, call me mommy Fuckin' with a ghost in my body Pray to the pussy like, "haunt 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 (brr) and my throat infinite (brr) (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 You know, you know Get up, get up Stay up, get up, get back, we know Got it, then I say no, say no Look (yeah) 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? (Well, go on anyway, it's alright, it's okay) (I guess they just don't know how much you mean to me) (I guess they just don't know how much you mean to me) No, the other And if it doesn't fit me I'll give it back to you
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Written by: Genesis Yasmine Mohanraj, Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks
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