1539 N. Calvert

Lyrics: JPEGMAFIA Music: Barrington Hendricks <Intro> One, one Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap You think you know me She wanna sit on my lap, yeah She wanna sit on my lap (Damn, Peggy! Whatโ€”? Aye) Sit on my lap Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap, yeah Veteran (...like three don**s. For real, where the **** we goin', what we doin'?) Oh god no (What you wanna do?) ****ing Postmates Aye, aye, uh, aye, uh, what, what, what, uh, what, yeah I need all (Let's get it) <Verse 1> Veteran, I need all my b*****s same color as Drake If they not, then they getting rocked Put that Pyrex in the pot (Right) Veteran, I don't give a **** if you out there in the 6 (Turn around) Veteran, Suck a d**k, ****boy you getting hit with the (woo!) Veteran, And I'm really with the b*****s, so you not gon' take my hits Veteran, Break my heart while I break your ****ing Two black cards, let me cloak my wrist (Okay) Veteran, **** a diss, boy, I'm draggin' bodies like it's Metal Gurr Veteran, I don't care 'bout your ****ing status, Peggy got no fear <Verse 2> Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah Juggin', I come with them bands, aye Gun do not come with no plan, aye Keep a Kimber at the pad, aye Crackers never get a pass, wait Credit like my name was Chad, aye Veteran, Watch who you ****ing tag, babe Okay, get your demo out my face Veteran, Shawty, tryna give that p***y to Kelly Conway Veteran, Pull my case, boy, I beat that b***h like Lennon beat his bae Veteran, Young O'Shea (Ice Cube, mother****er) <Verse 3> Veteran, I need a b***h with long hair like Myke C-Town (Yeah?) Veteran, You talking shit, I'm talking shit, you catch a beat down (Yeah) I know you never in the hood or in the streets now (Hey) And still, I'm hearing that you really want some beef now? Bruh, take your tree out my backwood Made the beat 'cause I'm that good Got your girl on her hands, Johnny 5 with the cans Veteran, **** a blog, **** a fan, hope my record get panned Veteran, Least I made you ****ers dance Veteran, **** 12 b*****s, stamp! <Outro> On my body, oh I got it On my body, my body, my body On my body, oh I got it You never wrote it I'm gonna be right It's night, bout to be dark Sun lotion balm on a palm I'm rubbin' All I want is what I see (Hear theโ€”)