Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA
Face down, a*s up, boy I'm on a roll
Put that p***y on the ground like I'm out control
M********ker had your b***h you know I got the ratchet
I don't follow rules I follow clues like an assassin
Everybody knows that Peggy Peggy is a bastard
My momma hate rappers
My daddy needed his a*s kicked
That's why I'm in the street
I'm in the hood, I'm in demand
Glock in my hand
And f**k Donald Trump, I'm a grown a*s man
Black hands, black gloves
Colt .45 with a black snub
My girl can't pay rent cuz
So I'mma hug yo block, that's black love
N***a
Face down, a*s up
That's the way we like to f**k
(Face down, a*s up)
Let me let me hear you say
Face down a*s up
That's the way we like to f**k
(Face down, a*s up)
Let me let me hear you say
Verse 2: Bito
Face down, a*s up
That's the way I mean like a friday [?]
[?] and gorillas [?], n***as, when they trippin'
If they think we [?] thats because I dont get the beef
When n***as dont even make this, sheesh (Ha)
But they don't get another week, they leak
And n***as scriptin' caught this s**t for free, It's easy
[?] on a w***e's name
Trigger when I rock, f**k around, these n***as wanna die
[?] a f**king [?] on a 3*6
Dial with yo buzz droppin' [?] than them a*s n***as
Know that you last, but [?] isn't giving
So [?] that s**t will pass
N***as can't expect the f**kin' last
You make [?], you a [?] valuer than [?]
Take a long [?], I'm loggin'
Realize you done just been outclassed, n***a!
Face down, a*s up
That's the way we like to f**k
(Face down, a*s up)
Let me let me hear you say
Face down a*s up
That's the way we like to f**k
(Face down, a*s up)
Let me let me hear you say
Verse 3: Kente
You n***as be cryin' and whinin' for deals
While NASA ain't winin' and dinin' for beats
The finest of green that I casually smoke
Will leave all my enemies simply broke
Croackin' the bodies
Rather than us
Packing 'em up
Never go clappin' em up
'Cause I'm laughing as such
Huh? What?
You mad 'cause I'm calling your bluff?
Y'all n***as is stuck
All for the group
And I'm stealing yo b***h like I'm Pepé Le Pew
And y'all homies be fiending for all of the records
Like you was so psychic your name was Mewtwo
Up in the booth and its all for you too
Had to come through and I'm up in the coupe
Spittin' the truth and it comes through as lies
Pop off Ebony and Ivory like Devil May Cry
(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-dah!)
Face down, a*s up
That's the way we like to f**k
(Face down, a*s up)
Let me let me hear you say
(Yo, I can't hear myself over the beat)
Face down a*s up
That's the way we like to f**k
(Face down, a*s up)
Let me let me hear you say
Verse 4: Freaky
Begging for the crumbs that fall from the man's table
Integrating to the house of my former slave owner
That ain't all faced on 'em dollar bills
I'mma catch you by the collar, Bill
I can survive off straight collard greens
Just to pay off Blue Collar bills
I'm off the blue dollar bills
I'mma show you how it feels
Cotton turned into coffin fields
Now I know how Gaddafi felt
I can't help but bubble like Alka Seltz-
Whatever's in my hands, I can sell
Ain't s**t that I can help
Ship it ugly like Sam Cassell
Que es eso?
What I got in this blunt? Taste like tres leche
It's a movie in the making
Truly it's a safe haven, not safe from Satan
Long beard like As-salāmu ʿalaykum
But the cops around, I can taste the bacon
Icky blood on my apron
No names and no faces
I'm the type that throw feces