JPEGMAFIA, DATPIFFMAFIA - Starrcade 97 lyrics
JPEGMAFIA [Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks] Baltimore, Maryland/N.Y., U.S. 🇺🇸
[JPEGMAFIA, DATPIFFMAFIA - Starrcade 97 lyrics]
One eye open like a cyclops
Ran out of work, hit the trap spot
44 tucked in the boot
Hash oil all in the coupe
I ain't got a coupe
I'm almost outta of sauce with it
Bitch, I'm almost outta sauce
I can't take a loss fuck Hugo I'm a boss
I got the juice (yeah)
City on my back (On my back)
Like it's a noose you been stealing swag
I don't approve i been in my bag
I got the truth rollie on my arm
But not like you (Yee)
You gon' end up dead (What)
Out on the news, yeah
Cause you're a moor (Great)
Fighting these demons and gods
Cause you're a moor oh, I see it
Yeah, where the rappers at?
Yeah i can't pay no taxes
I can't pay no taxes i can't pay my taxes
Fuck these taxes mane fuck
Fuck these taxes
Still all night double park the PT Cruiser
I am feeling like the ruler
On the beat I am the bruiser
I'm just a star, gon run it up
I am just saying I swag on em
I had to bring out that bag on em
I know that didn't make no sense
But, I make dollars, I don't make no cents
Rip something real quick for the
Niggas on the westside!
Aye, you hear the beat my nigga
Bunch of motherfuckers hating
I ain't here for debating
I am so hot when I'm whipping
Niggas be thinking I'm Cajun
You niggas played
These motherfuckers been plotting for days
But, I swear all that money been spent
Real nigga tryna pay the rent
Aye, I didn't think it would be so weird
Spitting in the middle of the suburbs
In front of white people and shit
Are you ready? DJ Snitch Bitch
Ran out of work, hit the trap spot
44 tucked in the boot
Hash oil all in the coupe
I ain't got a coupe
I'm almost outta of sauce with it
Bitch, I'm almost outta sauce
I can't take a loss fuck Hugo I'm a boss
I got the juice (yeah)
City on my back (On my back)
Like it's a noose you been stealing swag
I don't approve i been in my bag
I got the truth rollie on my arm
But not like you (Yee)
You gon' end up dead (What)
Out on the news, yeah
Cause you're a moor (Great)
Fighting these demons and gods
Cause you're a moor oh, I see it
Yeah, where the rappers at?
Yeah i can't pay no taxes
I can't pay no taxes i can't pay my taxes
Fuck these taxes mane fuck
Fuck these taxes
Still all night double park the PT Cruiser
I am feeling like the ruler
On the beat I am the bruiser
I'm just a star, gon run it up
I am just saying I swag on em
I had to bring out that bag on em
I know that didn't make no sense
But, I make dollars, I don't make no cents
Rip something real quick for the
Niggas on the westside!
Aye, you hear the beat my nigga
Bunch of motherfuckers hating
I ain't here for debating
I am so hot when I'm whipping
Niggas be thinking I'm Cajun
You niggas played
These motherfuckers been plotting for days
But, I swear all that money been spent
Real nigga tryna pay the rent
Aye, I didn't think it would be so weird
Spitting in the middle of the suburbs
In front of white people and shit
Are you ready? DJ Snitch Bitch