Letra de Burfict! - JPEGMAFIA & Danny Brown

(Feat. Danny Brown)

(You think you know-)

Like NASCAR (Check), nigga, you better not go there (Style)

Bitch, you better get your mind right 'fore I leave that shit all over that windshield (Uh-huh)

Nigga, I'm real right, go stand on it (Uh-huh)

Raw how I fuck, Plan B on it

It's a wonder I ain't got a lot of kids 'cause I just pull up and spray on it (Go)

Baby, don't play, okay, okay (Uh-huh)

I see what you're doin' (Style)

I done came up out the ruins

Now I step out, it's ahs and oohin' (Style)

Baby, yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey, (Hey, hey)

Goin' down like mayday (Yeah)

I'ma make it do what it do

She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo (Style)

Baby, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy, ayy)

It's hard like Sudoku (Uh)

So I put it in her doo chute

Netflix and chill on a jailbroken Roku (Style)

You goof troops fuckin' with a loose screw

I'ma just shoot, then yell out, "Too-da-loo"

He was sayin' he a crypto, still sent his ass up to the moon

Actin' like I know who he is and I'm lookin' like, "Who are you?" (Style)

It's Peggy and Danny, everybody know us in the cobra clutch (Yeah)

Got the game on a crutch (Yeah), and these niggas all **** (Uh)

Got 'em feeling like we supervillains and we done just cliqued up

And you know I don't know any other name tonight under the heavens

Walk in this bitch with a Wock' (A Wock')

Fuck what you heard, bae, I'm toxic (I am)

Rappers be callin' the cops (They do)

Civilians thinkin' we opps (What the fuck?)

Bitch, the shit that I flash ain't a prop (No)

All my exes done turned into opps

Give me that Nancy, give me that Ruth

Give me that Barbara, take out the tooth

I feel like Trump when I step in the booth (Yeah)

Drippin' like Rudy, you know how I do

Stick for the mulignanes

(Click, clack) Now we playing Zombies

Choppers like NATO, that shit come in caseloads

Dogs cover they face, that bitch Mach-Hommy

Give me that Rogan, give me that woo

Hit it like H-Town, knockin' them boots

Dirty 30 and my dick know the truth

Frank Lucas got my bitch feeling blue

(Straight) Crack in the booth

Feeling like Speed, who gon' stop me? Not you

Couldn't shop if the store ain't have EBT too

Now it's vente pa'cá, bitch, bring that money through

Nigga, I do this for fun

They hide behind money like T.T.S. done

I heard niggas wanna attack my show, bitch, do I look like Olivia Munn?

Okay, okay (Uh-huh)

I see what you're doin' (Style)

I done came up out the ruins

Now I step out, it's ahs and oohin' (Style)

Baby, yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey, (Hey, hey)

Goin' down like mayday (Yeah)

I'ma make it do what it do

She do what I say, you would think I knew voodoo (Style)

Baby, yeah

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