JPEGMAFIA i lay down my life for you

Tekst piosenki

[Intro]
(Muffled Voice)
Look

[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
How do I make this bitch my main and not just on the side? (How)
I tell a basic bitch you playin’ girl, I want animal fries
I tell a Christian girl you can’t just pray, He want you to try
I tell the stripper I can’t log off, bitch, I love to hate (I can’t)
I tell this one girl all of my secrets, that was a big mistake (Fuck that bitch-)
This one girl had caught me cheating, I ain’t know what to say
Man, these bitches see right through me, still wanna swing my way
She said she don’t love him, she gonna dump him, finna make me look bad
Been fuckin’ this bitch for years, that’s a side bitch anniversary (Rrah, rrah)
I gotta make an assist
I gotta get off a shot on this bitch
Look at the neck and the wrist, these niggas wish thеy was as famous as this (Boy, boy)
Broke up with a toxic bitch, start fuckin’ on all of her enеmies (I did)
I-
San Jose (I can’t forget)
I saw my ex got married today, had to congratulate (Congrats)
I know this one bitch out in Cali’ she still mad at me (Fuck that bitch)
I had your girl in Berlin fuckin’ on me like every day (That’s true)
I know this lightskin girl, fuck with this one nigga that I hate
Fell in love with a groupie once, had to stop that shit immediately (That’s true)
I know this lesbian girl that swear she got some beef with me
She don’t get quiet, I swear this bitch talking be constantly
Man fuck these hoes, I need a bitch that’s gonna die for me
If you ain’t slidin, then you hidin’, you won’t ride for me (Not at all)
And when I say I love you, know it’s not no lie

[Verse 2: Buzzy Lee & JPEGMAFIA]
We’re over the same (For me)
Writing’s on the table
Over the fame
But I want the game
I just wanna be laid
Falling in the hillside
Tippy toe in real life
I just wanna be fed
Take me to another place
Told you I gotta go
And I’m glad that someone else is here
And I’m glad that someone else is real
I’m going to get a telephone to call you home
I wanna see my body on a shed
Just wanna leave it rising on your chest

[Outro: Buzzy Lee]
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Yeah)