Vegyn, JPEGMAFIA - Nauseous / Devilish lyrics

Yeah, yee jPEG motherfuckin' MAFIA
(Look bitch, I'm nauseous, yeah)
You know it's motherfuckin', JPEGMAFIA
Know what I mean
(Look bitch, I'm nauseous,  conscious)
3-3-4, 4-4-3, 7-1-8 it's nasty
Son

Look bitch, I'm nauseous, I'm movin' cautious
I'm smokin' dope to clear my conscience
A fuckin' martian
Peggy, how you spit so awkward
The beat be barkin'
I'm peepin' Breakfast Club, like, "Damn
I wish I was a part"
At your crib, I'm at your job
I'm like a fuckin' stalker (yeah)
Forty buck turn Steven Universe
To Steven Hawking (Nasty)
I'm 'bout them commas, fuck your comments
I tote a llama
(Brrat) , in IR-L you got no armor
I got no father (Nah)
Catch me at the harbor
These crackers harmless
You ain't a shooter, bitch, that's fuckin'-

Talkin' shit on Twitter, bitch
What you accomplish? Nothin'

Like, why does that even make any sense?
Do you know what I mean?
Like, shit like that
There should be some sort of a rule
Unless there's like, like, yeah, like
Like, inability to consent, like
Contest that decision anybody should-
I mean, she's not right, so

Do you know what I mean? It's not right
I been good, I been good, it's just like
Yeah