[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
Yeah, it's like
29 and I’m feelin' old, hey
40 in my mans (My man), 50 in my hand (My hand), bitches, eh
Uh, outside your apartment, n***a (Hahahaha)
I ain't no K-Mart shopper, but you’s a target, n***a (Yeah)
Young Peggy, I'm heartless, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Too much shit on my mind (Haha)
I'mma kill you regardless, n***a (Damn)
I ain't even gon speak on that (Mhm)
I ain't even gon tweet, I'll rap (Uh-huh)
These n***as be snitchin' for nothin' (Uh)
I can’t be shit with that (Brrt)
I know these industry n***as ain’t never seen no trap (I'm not them)
Bitch, I know genuine killers and they don’t fuckin' rap (Shh)
These n***as be built like gorillas, but they can't fuckin' scrap (Nope)

[Refrain: JPEGMAFIA]
I hate you n***as more than I hate myself, self

[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
You fuck n***as touch my body
I’m shootin', don't care if you act
Get squad, I'll handle the MAC
Set n***as up like, "Mhm"
It's young Natalie Port
That girl's been right next door
You's a killer yourself, but you got no rapport
Heard you be kickin' doors
We made 'em kiss the floor, yeah
[Refrain: JPEGMAFIA]
I hate you n***as more than I hate myself