JPEGMAFIA - BMT! lyrics

[Intro] [?] Said [Chorus] Uh, back in this b*tch with a C in the case All in the gram but don't be in my face Gotta keep goin', I see all you hatin' You know how I do it, I see what you make Just stop it, wait How I got these ni**as runnin' in place Sweet spitter with that gun in your face Packin' the MAC at the back of the gate Everything you had, I actually made You really on Twitter, but b*tches you actually can't (Nope) No bodyguards can keep you safe Out to the wolves, I don't need no plate [Verse] fu*k my sergeants, fu*k your bags fu*k that harness, fu*k them planes fu*k the music, fu*k them chains fu*k your videos, fu*k your face Everything that y'all do is fake Everything that I do get hate Out to the wolves, I don't need no plate My bulldogs gon' eat your face Yeah, that sh*t don't make me feel no type of way (Nah) All in your city get no type of hate, none All them threats sound fake, aye ni**as get shot everyday, B I can't peak your face See this price, making 'em pay (Rap) I just want the hate (The hate) I just want your place (Place) I gave it up to God (Okay) And God gave me this kay Made me shake, wait I'm tired of dodging fate (I can't) It's so many ni**as I hate (I hate) It's so many these ni**as I can't (I can't) I can't (fu*k 'em, huh, uh) [Chorus] Uh, back in this b*tch with a C in the case All in the gram but don't be in my face Gotta keep goin', I see all you hatin' You know how I do it, I see what you make Just stop it, wait How I got these ni**as runnin' in place Sweet spitter with that gun in your face Packin' the MAC at the back of the gate (Uh, uh) Everything you had, I actually made You really on Twitter, but b*tches you actually can't (Uh, uh) No bodyguards can keep you safe Out to the wolves, I don't need no plate