JPEGMAFIA - CULT STATUS
JPEGMAFIA - CULT STATUS with tags jpegmafia, jpegmafia veteran, jpegmafia all my heroes, jpegmafia 1539, jesus forgive me, bald jpeg
directed by JPEGMAFIA & Logan Fields
music by JPEGMAFIA & Flume
"I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU (DIRECTORS CUT)" OUT NOW
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This is cult status
You dealing with known attics
American made choppas
You beefing we split your cabbage
Standing next to the stars
Its funny
Because your a asterisk
When you break up with your hoe
We gonna pin your bitch to the mattress
Bitch niggas be thinking
they jokes be hitting
They be straining
I get can’t be seen with you
Worm niggas
Y’all need training
born into money
Got more money then start complaning
Shoulda kept it online
Or end up in terminal condition
Pegg in his new bag, tell me who bad,
before we gettin wavy
Let’s start with something for the durags/
Ain’t seen a barbershop where cube at?
And if i gotta push it to edge
Your getting Lined up wit a new tag/
Bitch
They send shots
Then act suprised when they get grazed
Run to the internet theyll beliveve you
you’ll get glazed
I seen your splits bitch shit talk dont pay
Unless you are good enough to shit talk your way to YE
I the rush from proving you wrong, nothin above it/
looked at my family tree and said sleep is my favorite cousin/
my rewards, don’t come from awards you niggas bored/
my percentage is the number like qwerty keyboards/
How in the fuck is Niggas talking about
my fits aint clean
Pray to almighty sosa
And DJ scream
Now look Its critical
I flip a sample
Line bobby digitial
Money over bitches
Because bitches coming in intervals
Since pitchfork fell off
The yuppies been going thru it
Gossiping like some bitches
And playing catch up in music
Rappng like backpackers
Dont sell no more its confusing
That crack be hiting like whitney
Im pistol packing in houston
she caught me jerk eating at that jamaican spot/
can’t wait to pop, I park a big body in ya vacant lot/
Best production ~ you don’t say me
i’m tell a hater stop/
but when you el ~ precedent niggas debate a lot/
We on the to road
Its all the time
We outta line
With it
I keep the switch up in the pistol
For the crime buisness
Dont give a fuck about no time difference
Fr
Potato on the barell
Make it eat the hash it
Brought in the dame
to roca fella but
I dashed with it
Pray to the mafia
We tax niggas
Fr
