POTATO Freaky (Ft. JPEGMAFIA)

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[Intro: JPEGMAFIA]
That's you, that's you, that's you
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Uh

[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
How you rappin' all your life and you ain't profit? (Yeah)
How you claim to be a punk and you ain't moshin'? (For real)
How you tryna book a tour but you ain't poppin'? (Yeah)
Nigga think he Steph Curry (Yeah), boy, you Ilgauskas (Yeah)
Pop filter, bump stockin'
One shot turn Steve Bannon into ***** ******* (Yeah)
R. Kelly, gigolo, I'm dough pilin'
But I don't fuck with little kids, bitch, I ain't Woody Allen (Hm)
Now how you let a nigga run you out your own city? (Hm)
How you never catch a win, but you catchin' feelings?
I ain't tryna have debates, I just bait bitches (Yeah)
Put a price on your head, send my niggas fishin'
Boy, you really Craig Mack but you think you Diddy
Put this fuck nigga in a bag, he the new Missy (Haha)
How you let a **** nigga call you nigga?

[Break: JPEGMAFIA]
That's you, that's you, that's you (Hahaha)
That's you, that's you, that's you, that's you