JPEGMAFIA - You Think You Know lyrics

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JPEGMAFIA - You Think You Know lyrics

[Intro] Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh I'm the- (coughing) Yeah, we all Can rob 'em, ohh Get that motherf**er.. (knocking) Yo Yeah, uh It's all good though, a n***a f**ing every day You know? You motherf**ers [?] Uh, yeah [Verse 1] Oh sh** Ride the cot God damn I'm the sh** And I'm piping hot God damn I'm the man You know my style These p**y a** n***as Be actin' while JPEG is the name And I came for the game b**h No shame b**h Whole lotta name-flips Black man selling out Selling out souls to the mason Patience, we ain't the same, b**h [Hook 1] Cause you county n***as don't know me You Fredrick n***as don't know me These Hamden n***as don't know me You p**y n***as don't know me You don't know me better than I do But I know that you, think you do Boy sit down, you don't have a clue 'Bout what can get done to you Cause you Towson n***as don't know me You artsy n***as don't know me These MICA students don't know me You trust fund kids don't know me You don't know me better than I do But I know that you, think you do Boy sit down, you don't have a clue About what I can do to you, p**y [Instrumental break] (woo) (c'mon) (nngh, yeah) (yes, yes, yes, yes) (yeah) (coughing) I'm in- I'm in this thing, f** yeah.. Messes.. Yeah, uh Hmph [Verse 2] Oh f** God damn I'm the sh** in the man I'm the sh**tin' on trans Gotta catch that train going downtown And f** honeys I burn that sh** to the ground, uh Young Peggy, b**h Hand on the semi b**h Automatic raise my f**ing rifle like my children b**h Heavy, heavy I don't know why you came with That bullsh**, nah trick [Hook 2] Cause These 'burban n***as don't know me You p**y n***as don't know me You lightskin n***as don't know me You half-breeds don't know me You don't know me better than I do But I know that you, think you do Boy sit down, you don't have a clue About what can get done to you Cause you white boys don't know me You fake thugs don't know me You scared of gun? b**h, blow me Got a gat that I call my homie And you don't know him better than I do But I know that you, think you do Boy sit down, you don't have a clue Cause you can get shot too, motherf**er

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