JPEGMAFIA - I'll Be Right There

JPEGMAFIA - I'll Be Right There with tags jpegmafia, jpegmafia veteran, jpegmafia all my heroes, jpegmafia 1539, jesus forgive me, bald jpeg

I’ll Be Right There

Produced by JPEGMAFIA

Written by JPEGMAFIA

Mixed by JPEGMAFIA

Mastered by Dale Becker

Synth by JPEGMAFIA

Piano by JPEGMAFIA

Bass by JPEGMAFIA

Programming by JPEGMAFIA

String arrangements by Aver Ray

Assistant Mix Engineer: Jeff Ellis Worldwide

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Bitch i'm back outside

They getting surprised when they hearing these beats

Like epiphany’s

Back and forth with this african booty scratcher

I left all of that talking for bitches b

I was at the hotel

with the blower

You said you would show

But you never did shit to me

If you showed for that face to face

Wouldn’t be shit, But shots

And stained mowalowa tees

This bitch text other men

Sending pics of me

He talk shit with his friends

say that shit to me

This hoe only online she ain't real to me

They is what niggas think i'm supposed to be

Its so funny you claiming

You touch but you can’t back it up

But you back at it posting me

We woulda had that boy

Face down ass up like your baby mama be

Fuck these niggas I’m spazzing

Hitting that hoe till i give her a heart attack

I just told that bitch sheeyeeaa

She think carti back

I put creativity back in the map

I be spitting that dope like

Its 80s crack

Buck 50 you ain't get no cash back

He see daddy day care

He gets flashbacks

You Keep yapping ill open my cash app

I keep a Bald head-in the sac

Bitch i go amber rose with these maga raps

Yea i stand on that shit ain’t no backing back

I don't care what you feel

i ain't factor that And thats real

Barry sanders every run is reel

Col sanders keep the recipe sealed

These Niggas connected like bronny 4real

That Nepotism won’t help in the field

I let it hit, brewin the coffee Im takin a sip/

Everybody be thinkin' peggy sweet/

Thinkin' its splenda til I let it rip/

Y'all niggas thinkin y'all one step ahead,

this is me lettin you know that im hip/

Y'all keep on thinkin i'm playin the hand i was dealt,

until that same hand get a grip bitch

You don't want none of them problems/

you don't want none of them issues/

none of yo people gon' miss you/

you be better off wit a tissue/

Loaded the rocket wit missiles,

she catchinG a tip like a skripper/

I had issues with my barber/

you'll have issues with the clippers/