Don’t Ruin That Boy [from EP II] JPEGMAFIA

[Intro]
(It cuts)
I know it hurts (Who will survive?)
Yeah, boy

[Chorus]
I'm every
Gone
You have no voice, oh, I know
Safer in my arms than on your knees
I beg you, please
Don't ruin that boy (Level up!)

[Verse]
Niggas mad 'cause I got the agua
Top shotta and you know you haffi, take it, take it
Hold a pussy nigga up, I'm at the WAWA
Facedown handgun make you taste it, taste it
Never seen you in the street, you must be fakin', fakin'
And you can't afford a dime, you got no bacon, bacon
And you can't afford my time, we not relatin', 'latin'
Nighttime my time, I been patient, patient
Fuck the old gods, you rocking with the ancient
Black Bret Hart, just left the title vacant
Might take all my collabs off of Tidal when I make it
'Cause all I need is I, so fuck everybody you came with, nigga
(Hyper-Combo Finish!)