​i scream this in the mirror before i interact with anyone Lyrics – JPEGMAFIA

If I was an NBA player, I’d be Dillon Brooks, but worse

I’m Deebo, we are not equal
They all miss like they Shaq at the free throw (Skrrt)
Scrape my plate, never shat where I eat though
Pray to God that I never slave to the evil (Swear to God)
Dios mio, sippin’ Modelo
Spit like I’m starvin’, I’m finna let my ribs show
Your win-loss lookin’ Jake Paul, we face off and make you face God

Huh, who that runnin’ they trap? Bro, you ain’t built like that (Huh, huh)
Y’all ain’t drop for WAP, I ain’t fulfilled like that (Huh, huh)
Fifty beat switches a minute, they gon’ put me in a Guinness (Huh, huh)
I need the maximum digits, blame it on capitali—

You get hit with a facepalm (A facepalm)
It’s a new year, but I’m still fake calm (Still fake calm)
.45 always there like State Farm
When they can’t read you like a book (Uh-uh)
They gon’ try to attack what you stand on
I’ma take off even if I land wrong
And take everything I can get my hands on (Run it up)

Huh, who that runnin’ they yap? Bro, you ain’t built like that
Huh, huh, herb-ass n!ggas just rap, I ain’t fulfilled like that
Huh, huh, fifty beat switches a minute, they gon’ put me in a Guinness
Huh, huh, I need the maximum digits, blame it on capitalism

I hate when n!ggas be stressin’ ’bout what you be doin’ more than they worry ’bout they own shit
I hate when these b!tches be beggin’ your boy for some cash and then turn around and say, “Eat the rich”
They get mad when n!ggas do it for themselves ’cause they parents is still chippin’ in
Oh, you mad? Your b!tch play follow the leader after you unfollowed your b!tch, huh
The underground filled with my Gohans
These n!ggas be scammin’ on GoFund
N!gga said he f**ked my b!tch, I said, “Which one?”
My top five, me and four Dylans