JPEGMAFIA
touched by an angel
[Verse 1]
Uh, pull my crib up (Huh)
Lookin' like a hic- (Got hiccups)
N***as want them big bucks, big trucks
People want something with some pickup (Ooh, ooh)
Bitch, I'm nasty (Huh)
Put me in a trash heap (Yeah)
Wish I was a Plan B
I'm young and I'm ashy
It's me

[Break]
Baby girl, it's me
Sometimes they have a s-, like a little sticky on the back, and you get to wear it
C'mon yo, for real

[Verse 2]
Fuck me good (Uh)
Fuck me like you mean it, uh (Oh my damn)
Hear my words (Huh, huh)
Baby, don't respond to DMs (No, damn)
Take my hand (Hey)
Baby, don't be afraid (Well goddamn)
Fuck with me, I take your breath away (Ooh)
I ain't even gon' talk about the hardships (Nope)
I ain't even gon' bring in no politics (Not at all)
Ooh, it's bad times
This herе is a landmine, woah
[Break]
Relax, bro
I don't want no smoke
That smokе, bro
I don't want no smoke, baby

[Verse 3]
Hop out the booth and I reach for a blunt (Yee)
N***as get mad they can't do what I done (Yee)
Vanishing bodies, disposable guns (Yee, braah)
Bitch, this ain't nothing you want, huh (Ooh)
N***a, I'm back in my bag (Whee)
Dip how I dip when I dip in the mag
N***as get mad, they can't fill out the stands
Bitch, I know I am the man
Look at the tan

[Break]
Look at these motherfuckin' bands, bitch
No consideration for how I would feel or how my nose would feel
Are you dumb?

[Outro]
I-
If they was fresh, I never knew (Ahem)
House on the hill, with no ends, baby
Ain't no friends
Whoo, hehe
Whoo-hoo-hoo
I have the mic
Okay, I'm done, okay
Whoo