HERMANOS

I named this one JPEG, because I like JPEG's, uh

For the resolution, the color, the size of them

Everything about JPEGs I like

Check

Narcissists, arsonists in my arsenal

Got carpal tunnel 'cause I was holdin' that awkward

Got the queer block, hot works, I work my mat

Livin' like the early '80s and I got a sex habit

Habitual bridge burners sicker than Bob's Burgers

Nice with the shit since ridin' a bike on sherm

Was broken and washed, didn't have change for Arnold Palmers

AC broke, yayo truck was armored

Now everything I drive, it ain't got no gas

Late night nigga, inner city since Arctic blast

Bitch body out of this world, she got a Martian ass

You always with them niggas, be the sausage fest

We all gonna land back to steal on a DOT's

I see why you a bad rapper

Get the fuck up out my face before I smack the ass backwards

When you're average at life, they can't get much better, rapper

"Let the truth prevail," like the King of Pop said

Ain't fuck with no Percs since they found Prince dead

Nigga, no cap

The bitch got bald heads and you think it's all wraps

'Til them niggas all dead, old head

I'm out for that hog head cheese (still)

I'm a legend from Michigan like Mateen Cleaves

Rest in peace Eric Garner, 'cause I can't breathe

Smokin' loosey's on the same corner, used to serve fiends

Servin' up a Mojito

Okay, look

The black Konami cheat code

More Mitch than the Rico

The toast mint condition like serving up a Mojito

Overworked so all of my talent backs up my ego

Up the score, off the rebound, and-one with the free throw

Oh, she want the nerve with her, go figure

Posed too hard for the image, she cropped yo' ass out the picture

Gave me the leg up and that ain't even a kicker

Dropped SCARING THE HOES, end' up terrifying the nigge r, wait

I got this down to a T, sharp as a crewcut, uh

Tables turn like Serato with death queued up

Y'all made a race, so I did the mechanic suit up

And I drive sum' crazy whenever the autotune's up

Put Tony on the mic like Pacino

Good fella with the lines, bangin' like De Niro, wait

Let's get this clear yo, the flows is a-blazin'

Don't slip, don't slack, now Rothstein in Casino

Ayy, let me get that one back

Uh

Men lie, women lie, but the numbers don't

With no machines, so my numbers go where your numbers won't

Nasty