Nice Guy Bobbi Rush (Ft. JPEGMAFIA & Micah E. Wood)

[Intro: JPEGMAFIA]
Bobbi! Bobbi!
Yeah, let's do it

[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
You gots to show up, I gots to show out
Gotta keep my head down, 'til a nigga get left out
And then stepped on, talk shit, how?
'Cause my kick's up, and I'm kicked out
And I'm stepped on, my lies out like fuck truth
Tweet big shit but don't come through, fuck boy
Bring guns through, but he don't shoot
Gotta... Got a hundred proof, and I'm bulletproof
Yeah, hol' up, yeah

[Hook 1: Micah E. Wood]
I've been thinkin', we've been thinkin'
You don't really know
I've been thinkin', we've been thinkin'
You don't really know

[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
Nah, you ain't no nice guy, I ain't no nice guy
Thought I was the right guy, but I'm outta sight, bye
Past tense, in another land, sippin' french
All of this money, trent
You labyrinth, I put a car in it, then peep the lines
For the last time, take a hit, go slow, I'm takin' chips
Poke her for poker chips
I don't give two shits about that, this, or any other shit, yeah