JPEGMAFIA - Jordan Rules
JPEGMAFIA - Jordan Rules with tags jpegmafia, jpegmafia veteran, jpegmafia all my heroes, jpegmafia 1539, jesus forgive me, bald jpeg
Produced by JPEGMAFIA
Written by JPEGMAFIA
Mixed by JPEGMAFIA
Mastered by Dale Becker
Guitar by JPEGMAFIA
Bass by JPEGMAFIA
Drums by JPEGMAFIA
Piano by JPEGMAFIA
Keyboard by JPEGMAFIA
Tambourine by JPEGMAFIA
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You ain’t gotta be white for this kimber to give u a tan
Bid on the boss
Double the cost
Bam
They sucking dick when you popping
I know they gonna stop it
I want my advance
Got these bitches jumping through the hoops
To get close to the peg
Im fucking a fan
Yea i fired my pr
that bitch was a loser
more leather
Than money in hand
I did not grow up with baby videos
My momma could not afford cams
These niggas be whiter than snow when they grow up
Thats how come they relate to they fans
Keep a hand in they face when they shoot
This tiananmen square niggas tanking the plans
I was wrong when i said dillon brooks
Im a billy lambier kind of a man
Hoe square up when you step in my lane
I got jordan rules to put you in the pan
I be fucking my bitch to the side
My Side bitch bump
Joey valence
At the boiler room you coulda died
All these fuckers do not got no hands
What u not
What u not
Gonna do step up in my face with that playing
outta my mind, im not outta thots/
out of the pan, whippin the pots/
brain over pussy thought out of the box/
All these niggas be tender and soft
and1 ~ point the foul out
shook that muthafucka
right up out of his socks/
45 to his lightbulb ~
teddy pendergrass we just turned that bitch off/
I was born in the 80s i don’t give a fuck
About nothing you stupid ass niggas is doing
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I got more choppers crackers that dont trust the government
Look what im (TOTEN)
…
We aim at your head
You voted for Jill
You a fed (TOTEN)
Higher than healthcare
Do some cardio
Shot your boss
Like my brother
Was mario (MURDER)
Choppers and pistols
With automatics attached (a switch)
Next to katana like joker
Im ready to laugh
The Kimber a freak
Band geek
Keep the drum on her butt
I know you niggas be jocking
The bitches be barking
Im ready to muzzle a mutt
Higher than healthcare
Do some cardio
Shot your boss
Like my brother
Was mario
Choppers and pistols
With automatics attached (a switch)
Next to katana like joker
Im ready to (MURDER)
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I was born in the 80s i don’t give a fuck
What none of you twisted tea sipping punk bitch
Ass niggas is doing all you niggas are PIE
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Born in the 80s
I ain’t gon front
got that shit pelican
I break it down
When im checking my ticket
Eskimo bros with some niggas im better than
Industry niggas all estrogen bitches
White people copying culture
I wanna be trump
Since yall wanna be niggas
& how come your bitches be hit me up
on the side
Cause she want her a nigger
How come they get so defensive when you call them out
They dont wanna be ..
How much you hate
That nigga?
I hate him so much
I hope they die
How much u hate this nigga?
His daddy dead
& His brother is pie
How much u hate that nigga?
Im fucking his main im working his sides
Where is your paitience nigga?
I ran out
When he started running up lies
How did u break this nigga?
I took all my enemies names
I dont beef i mime
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Yo bitch
Yo house
Yo clout
Thats mine
Them cars
Them clothes
Them hoes
All mine
I got these beat doing cardio
El generico
Mask up and body hoes
Dont flinch dont move
dont breathe
He dying for clout press his funeral tee
