All Caps No Spaces chords by JPEGMAFIA

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Intro 1
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Money

Verse 1
talks
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Niggas walk
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Young Reagan
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I'll be damned if I take a loss
I cut it up
I ship it off
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Young vet
I triple debt
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I'm never wrong
Bitch nigga
I'm the bad man, the bad man
Made a mil' from the acting, the acting
Where the stacks?
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I put crack on spreadsheets
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I wish a bitch nigga would try
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forgetting me
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I said I'm JPEGMAFIA all caps no spaces
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You coons be catching feelings
My niggas catch cases
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I open hand
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Slap a closed- minded nigga, face in
Wish a nigga wood like a
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tree at the base end
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Root for the home team
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Ran for the bases
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Niggas wanna be white
Go and get a face- lift
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You don't dapwell, we can't chill
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Yo, Das Racist
Rapping is my hobby
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I am not an artist
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I'm a ghost in a black body
Roll deep, white Caddy with
a black shotty
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Looking for that bitch nigga
Hopsin in the lobby
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Like damn.
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Shout out to the 'burbs
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And all my niggas spitting fast to
hide they shitty words, yo
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One thing on my mind I can't figure?
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Is why every rapper shady
influence is a bitch nigga
Fucker
(Yeah, any of you bitch ass
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trust fund
Kids come fucking near
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me y'all niggas dead.
Fuck outta here)
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Trust fund kids don't come outside

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Verse 2

You might get your shit pushed

back tonight (fuck nigga)

Verse 3
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Oh shit, bitch it's lit!
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Got a four- fifth
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Aim it your head
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Make an emo nigga slit
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his fucking wrists
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I'm the man
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And I got Stans
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Fuck Em  inem
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I put that on the Quaran
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Pussy nigga ran
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Pussy nigga ran
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Imma get your momma hit
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Make you understand
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Post it on the gram
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I'm the new Cam
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Crackers want beef?
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I   don't even like Spam
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Damn

Verse 4
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Trust fund kids don't
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come outside
You might get your shit pushed
back tonight (fucker)
Trust fund kids don't
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come outside
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Am 
You might get your shit pushed back
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tonight (lil' nigga)
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Heard you like

Verse 5
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Pantera
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Bitch, not me!
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Heard you like Bur zum
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Bitch, not me!
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Heard you bumpin' Rolling Stones
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Pussy nigga, please!
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You play that shit around me
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Imma put your ass to sleep
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You fuckin fucking creep
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I'm neo- nazi sheek
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Got guns under arms
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And I'm aiming at elites
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I heard you fucking
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metalheads looking for some beats
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I wish Varg would
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Come to B'more we gon' see
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Fucker
(Fuck outta here man
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You talk shit you gonna get your fucking
head cracked open pussy

Verse 6

Fuck outta here)

Trust fund kids don't come outside

You might get your shit pushed back

tonight (fuck nigga)

Verse 7
"I ain't never heard something.
So.
Yo.
What the fuck was that shit you
just played for me, yo.
Nah, for real, what the fuck was that shit,
nah.
I ain't wanna hear that shit again I gotta,
yo what.
That shit went so hard.
Yo.
I don't even know where I'm
at right now.
I'm on planet mafia and shit.
Shit ridiculous in these headphones.
Ri- DICULOUS in these headphones"