Feed Her! Lyrics – JPEGMAFIA
Singer: JPEGMAFIA
Title: Feed Her!
I’m at the crib with no money, no b#tch and no guns, boy, what is you doin’ with me?
I be looking at these children like, “What is you doin’?” It must be the boomer in me
Words pop out these n#gg#s, yes, I know they p#ss# as f#ck and we never gon’ meet
Your beats like my Kimber, the sh#t never jam, n#gg#, I’m used to the heat (Facts)
These n#gg#s don’t know how to score, they just setting the screen
f#ck what you do for the others, boy, what is you doing for me?
How do I stay in your mind, lil’ b#tch, and we still ain’t meet?
My b#tch same color as Dave East
I put pause on a n#gg# like me
I spit bars like I never get sleep
How did I move in your mind rent-free?
Huh, taxing a lease, I think im Prince Ali
You minimum wage, I’m Prince Hakeem
It’s dirty, you alt-right trolls ain’t worthy
I stay in your mind, it’s workin’ (Uh)
You have no worth, it’s hurtin’
Don’t know any n#gg#s in person (Nah)
Never step outside, just lurkin’ (Ooh, ooh-yeah)
Oh, that’s you, I be for certain
My Kimber my main b#tch, but, yeah, me and my Glock be flirtin’
Be careful where you stay, I left my prints, stay nervous
Stand back, stand by, stay learning, uh
When one of these crackers get brave and I put Kimbers to their face
Y’all better thank me for my service
My world different, I’m Kyrie Irving
n#gg#s be b#tchin’, they have no purpose
Testing my patience, I’m going to search you
Running a clinic and feeding the nurses
Miracle bars, you wrapping a turban
Noble savage, I’m Maria Minerva
Baby, I feel like a servant
It’s not like I don’t deserve it
Patience, trust, gotta earn it
Grab my baby, came back to this curvy
I feel as dripped and I’m nervous
How, how
How it feels when I bring up your memory
Ooh, you feelin’ me now, keep callin’ me from his house
The pressure on pile, all these sticks, I just can’t put it down
Now I hear ’bout my name in your mouth
All that money, he still on my couch
What that smell like? Bars
I’m a thot that was never in doubt
They love me ’cause I spin on them messy
They f#ck you ’cause you giving them clout
f#ck a girl, make a beat on my couch
On the road to some riches, I’m laughing
‘Cause I keep running into your— (Uh)
How I keep running into your exes?
I keep texting, know she get the message
Feed her
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