Negro Spiritual (feat. JPEGMAFIA)

I'm on par like Tiger with two white broads (step)
Off three –, drunk driving in the rental car (yeah)
'Bouta hit her with my best shot, like Pat Benatar (hit her with your best shot)
One got big –, one got – like centaur (step)
I been hard, mix Cialis with liquor (ah), we been on
Skin but it ain't winter (yeah), you ain't know (no)

– look like centerfold (oh), I'm so cold (oh)
– slippery like a winter road (oh), just lay low (low)
Gettin' heated like winter gloves (oh), here we go (yeah)
Birds on me like scarecrow (oh), I don't know (yo)
Told you, "You are special," oh, oh, oh (oh)

Think you better call MACO, I'm on a spaceship
Leg up, like Fabo, I guess so (step)
Who care what you say, so, you ain't slow (step)
– better quit playin', bro, 'fore I blow
– make you XO (step)

You gon' get what you ask for (ask for)
You gon' get what you ask for (ask for)
You gon' get what you ask for (ask for)
You gon' get what you ask for (step)

All these – gettin' physical (step)
On the outside, lookin' spiritual (step)
So hard for me, I took the backroads
I took the backseat (seat), I'm at your back door, huh
All these – gettin' physical (yeah)
On the outside, lookin' spiritual (yeah)
I make it hard, backseat (step)
I took the back route (step)
I took the backroads (step, let me hear that?)

On my wrists is vintage (yeah), and it's mint condition (yeah)
Came a long way from not havin' a pot to piss in (yeah)
Season tickets for the Pistons, cut – on dishes
Every dream I have, I live it (step)

– what's the business? Tell me what's happening
Came a long way from coppin' eighths to half a rack (step)
Know I'm the latest fashion, jacket made her crash (ah)
Game was full of lames so I made a few extractions (huh)
It's the microphone magician, make the rappers disappear (yeah)
If I ain't holler at you yet, then you had a good year (yeah)

I'm in Bergdorf with my shirt off, tell your – to take her skirt off (yeah)
I get that –, then there's nothin' else to talk 'bout (step)
So – who you talk 'bout, –, get choked out (step)
Keep the same clothes for three days in the – house (yeah)
And my knuckles so long, – look like a slinky (ha)
My – said he had a lick, now he ain't never link me

All these – gettin' physical (step)
On the outside, lookin' spiritual (step)
So hard for me, I took the backroads
I took the backseat (seat), I'm at your back door, huh
All these – gettin' physical (yeah)
On the outside, lookin' spiritual (yeah)
I make it hard, backseat (step)
I took the back route (step)
I took the backroads (step, let me hear that?)



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Sewell, Barrington Hendricks, Steve Ellison, Stephen Bruner
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