THE BENDS! - JPEGMAFIA

Maybe I’m stuck in my ways

Fantasies, fantasies, fantasies

I should rap like Sly Tendencies

Obviously, I’m who I meant to be (Facts)

My leader treat me like an enemy, he a casualty

Wonder if he cry when he see fans of me

Can’t believe we thought he’d be the man for me

It’s sad, for real, melody

When we fuckin' you better pretend to be

Gotta keep that on-brand positioning

No surprises, you know its the bends with me

Now halt, niggas dyin', you know it’s y’all fault

People pray for the press to impeach

Deeper down, know that vote is a loss

It’s sad (Yeah)

Yeah, ooh-oh, ooh-oh

Ooh, oh, no no, yeah

Ayy, I don’t got nothin' to say to remember this shit

Uh

MAGA raps, caught a body in a MAGA hat (Yeah)

Who try get rid of me?

Let my bottom bitches handle that

Nah, baby, I don’t wanna go (Ah)

Made men make it look close, fuck the polls

Change the language when they decipher the code

Flip the script, now the caption is closed

Vice City, used to print all my codes

Strap on my hip 'cause I’m bitter and old

Mountain Dew sippers, they hatin' the scroll (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bunker bitch decoratin' his home (Uh)

Black man got it sowed

Get the money, y’all can keep all the hope

Rich, all my enemies is broke

Big bank and we rakin' in more (Yee)

Off a probation, them cases is closed (Woo)

I’ma tell we like Trump told you

Fuck it, nigga, what we got to lose?

Ain’t gon' be no peace with the crew

'Cause it’s one piece we gon' aim at you

Fuck Trump