Jpegultra! Songtext
You think you know me
Out the trenches 'fore you flabbergasted, facts
Fuck, it's your boy Denzel Curry in this bitch
And I'm chillin' with my nigga Peggy
You already know what time it is, we goin' around the world with it
And inside your girl with it, you feel me?
Live out of your bitch body like my nigga Wayne said
And you know for peace sake
Nigga, the boy Denzel Curry gotta do what it takes
To get that motherfuckin' money and that motherfuckin' bread
Out the trenches 'fore you flabbergasted, facts
Fuck, it's your boy Denzel Curry in this bitch
And I'm chillin' with my nigga Peggy
You already know what time it is, we goin' around the world with it
And inside your girl with it, you feel me?
Live out of your bitch body like my nigga Wayne said
And you know for peace sake
Nigga, the boy Denzel Curry gotta do what it takes
To get that motherfuckin' money and that motherfuckin' bread
So get it on when your bitch in, ya dig?
So this how we gon' do it
Okay, so I gotta be rude
Don't matter which way you go, you'll still be a square like a Rubik's Cube
Zeltron, nigga, I am that dude
Me and J-P goin' A-P-E
So I got monkey bars but this ain't P.E.
Everybody said I got ADD but it never add up, I'ma count past three
Matter fact, one
All of this devilish shit from D to MC but it's guaranteed to make a rev run
Knee-high jump, better get far or it's T I stomp
South Florida nigga but I'm north-made, nigga
This year I'ma be a two pay nigga
Knockin' off the top, that's a toupee, nigga
I'm a tsunami, the new wave, nigga
Most of your members will be dismembered
When you fall off, bitch, I'm yellin' out, "Timber"
You couldn't fuck with me if I had Tinder
Last name Curry, and the C for charisma Somebody from Street Fighter 6 on my neck
But you niggas never do it like this
Got a brand new all gold shin, Akuma hangin' from my neck to my dick
Live and direct out your bitch pussy
This yo' boy Denzel Curry in this ho
A.K.A. Zeltron, A.K.A. Big Ultra
Y'all niggas don't know what the fuck it is
When a real nigga step into a room with some alligator shoes on
'Cause you know we straight out the swamp, straight out the Everglades
Out of Florida, bitch-ass nigga
You feel me? Dade County, Get Sprayed County
Lauderdale or Slaughterdale
You already know what the fuck it is
Ayy, Peggy, let me talk to 'em one time, hol' up
Niggas be beggin' for shit to be different until they get it, then they treat it indifferent
People projectin' they bullshit at you 'cause they dissatisfied with the life that they living
Niggas' net worth be like seventeen bucks while they begging for feet pics from shortys I been in
I can sniff out you proximity hoes, always near some shit going on but never did it
I don't understand when people talk shit on me, they gotta lead with a lie or some fibbing
Friends acting like they don't wanna talk, then start begging for change, I don't know what it's giving
Niggas be tryin' to fuck on your bitch while they dappin' you up sayin', "I see your vision"
Fake friends turning on me for nothing, they mad 'cause they failed even with an advantage
This is my fight, I just woke up as a child of the light
Jumped on the beat, had to tell it, "Goodnight"
Y'all tried your best but the heat aimin' right
Kimber OG, I'm as high as a kite
Shop for success, well, I brought me a pint
Watch how I whip, I ain't stir-fry the rice
Get your head cracked just for rollin' the dice, uh
Now don't believe hype
Believe what you see, not what's said on the mic
Peggy Chun-Li, I kick out every time
Can't keep me down, so they try block the shine
Try fuck with my money, try fuck with my mind
Then acting like fucking they bitch is a crime
This ain't relatable, this ain't debatable
Somethin' happened to you, it's by design, shh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, man
JPEG motherfuckin' Mafia
Make it grow, man, emotionals
It's 2008 at least
Now walk around everywhere as me, you know
And you never catch me out here lookin' like these dirty ass underground rappers
Locked in the Air Bnb somewhere with a bunch of niggas, playin' with each other's dicks
Zero women around
Loopin' records nobody wants to hear
Uh, look
On my knees for a god who can hear
I ain't pray to no god, I can't fear
I think I should've ran me a cult
Quarterback that ho like I'm paintin' on
Fuck niggas yappin' 'bout me on they alt
But when I see you, it's the grease of assault
You say you seein', you catchin' a case
I hope not the one that you got in your vault
Cause that shit is shaky
Heard that your service say "Come as you are"
so I showed up with a whole bunch of bitches that hate me
Tote my main bitch and stop actin' dispenser
Girl, pass me the mic, you was a cool as a stacey
I know that time, he was losin' my time as money and I can't use time as saley, brave
For all of my enemies, they either dead or hatin', literally fakin'
Lame ass niggas get exposed everyday and I don't gotta do nothing more to frustrate him
He's not a threat, bitch I'm on him, a vet'
I hit marks on them, basic, I never need trainin'
Ayy, they make a career from hatin'
Ayy, they make a career from fakin'
I shut your malware right into a bag
You pussy, you're Prada makin' for collabs
You pillow talkin' to these bitches, it's sad
I know the wither to slap you a laugh
Shower posse, get that baby a bath
I know your labels saw a cash grab
You got popped and turned hashtags
Stop yappin' online cause you know where I'm at, lil' bitch
Fuck nigga
So this how we gon' do it
Okay, so I gotta be rude
Don't matter which way you go, you'll still be a square like a Rubik's Cube
Zeltron, nigga, I am that dude
Me and J-P goin' A-P-E
So I got monkey bars but this ain't P.E.
Everybody said I got ADD but it never add up, I'ma count past three
Matter fact, one
All of this devilish shit from D to MC but it's guaranteed to make a rev run
Knee-high jump, better get far or it's T I stomp
South Florida nigga but I'm north-made, nigga
This year I'ma be a two pay nigga
Knockin' off the top, that's a toupee, nigga
I'm a tsunami, the new wave, nigga
Most of your members will be dismembered
When you fall off, bitch, I'm yellin' out, "Timber"
You couldn't fuck with me if I had Tinder
Last name Curry, and the C for charisma Somebody from Street Fighter 6 on my neck
But you niggas never do it like this
Got a brand new all gold shin, Akuma hangin' from my neck to my dick
Live and direct out your bitch pussy
This yo' boy Denzel Curry in this ho
A.K.A. Zeltron, A.K.A. Big Ultra
Y'all niggas don't know what the fuck it is
When a real nigga step into a room with some alligator shoes on
'Cause you know we straight out the swamp, straight out the Everglades
Out of Florida, bitch-ass nigga
You feel me? Dade County, Get Sprayed County
Lauderdale or Slaughterdale
You already know what the fuck it is
Ayy, Peggy, let me talk to 'em one time, hol' up
Niggas be beggin' for shit to be different until they get it, then they treat it indifferent
People projectin' they bullshit at you 'cause they dissatisfied with the life that they living
Niggas' net worth be like seventeen bucks while they begging for feet pics from shortys I been in
I can sniff out you proximity hoes, always near some shit going on but never did it
I don't understand when people talk shit on me, they gotta lead with a lie or some fibbing
Friends acting like they don't wanna talk, then start begging for change, I don't know what it's giving
Niggas be tryin' to fuck on your bitch while they dappin' you up sayin', "I see your vision"
Fake friends turning on me for nothing, they mad 'cause they failed even with an advantage
This is my fight, I just woke up as a child of the light
Jumped on the beat, had to tell it, "Goodnight"
Y'all tried your best but the heat aimin' right
Kimber OG, I'm as high as a kite
Shop for success, well, I brought me a pint
Watch how I whip, I ain't stir-fry the rice
Get your head cracked just for rollin' the dice, uh
Now don't believe hype
Believe what you see, not what's said on the mic
Peggy Chun-Li, I kick out every time
Can't keep me down, so they try block the shine
Try fuck with my money, try fuck with my mind
Then acting like fucking they bitch is a crime
This ain't relatable, this ain't debatable
Somethin' happened to you, it's by design, shh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, man
JPEG motherfuckin' Mafia
Make it grow, man, emotionals
It's 2008 at least
Now walk around everywhere as me, you know
And you never catch me out here lookin' like these dirty ass underground rappers
Locked in the Air Bnb somewhere with a bunch of niggas, playin' with each other's dicks
Zero women around
Loopin' records nobody wants to hear
Uh, look
On my knees for a god who can hear
I ain't pray to no god, I can't fear
I think I should've ran me a cult
Quarterback that ho like I'm paintin' on
Fuck niggas yappin' 'bout me on they alt
But when I see you, it's the grease of assault
You say you seein', you catchin' a case
I hope not the one that you got in your vault
Cause that shit is shaky
Heard that your service say "Come as you are"
so I showed up with a whole bunch of bitches that hate me
Tote my main bitch and stop actin' dispenser
Girl, pass me the mic, you was a cool as a stacey
I know that time, he was losin' my time as money and I can't use time as saley, brave
For all of my enemies, they either dead or hatin', literally fakin'
Lame ass niggas get exposed everyday and I don't gotta do nothing more to frustrate him
He's not a threat, bitch I'm on him, a vet'
I hit marks on them, basic, I never need trainin'
Ayy, they make a career from hatin'
Ayy, they make a career from fakin'
I shut your malware right into a bag
You pussy, you're Prada makin' for collabs
You pillow talkin' to these bitches, it's sad
I know the wither to slap you a laugh
Shower posse, get that baby a bath
I know your labels saw a cash grab
You got popped and turned hashtags
Stop yappin' online cause you know where I'm at, lil' bitch
Fuck nigga
