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Whole Foods Video (MV)




Performed By: JPEGMAFIA
Length: 2:04
Written by: Barrington Hendricks




JPEGMAFIA - Whole Foods Lyrics
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Sir
Man, if I don't-, huh-uh-huh-uh-huh
Bitch, I shop at Whole Foods like I'm boujee
Pass the blunt, my mind is missin'
Tweet my shit, I need the mentions
Stop pretendin'
Look, look

Ridin' 'round the city like a side bitch
Hermit 'til I die, close the blinds, bitch (bitch)
Mama told me, "Baby, you's a prophet, so profit" (profit)
Treat these f*cking labels like a side-, hold up
F*ck it dog, I had to do it (ooh)
Reviewers looking stupid, stick to music
I am the Black God, f*ck a human, Stanley Kubrick (yeah)
You know this rappin' shit be therapeutic
Pitchfork told me to never be abusive 'less I'm movin' units
I see what the truth is
'Cause niggas preaching 'bout the pussy be the biggest douches
Wow

Nasty
Damn, Peggy
I'm out the window lookin' real stupid, f*ck that
It's young Scully how I peep the ruins (shh), trust that
I whip the whip like the shit been boosted (whip it)
My bus pass ain't been legit since I smashed Karrueche (not true)
These people thinking that they warriors, they straight Kabuki (it happen)
I hit your mama with that Conker's Bad Fur Day
GoldenEye, hit 'em up (uh)
Perfect Dark nigga for the job, so I zip 'em up
Put 'em in a bag like I'm pickin' up dog shit
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Sir
Man, if I don't-, huh-uh-huh-uh-huh
Bitch, I shop at Whole Foods like I'm boujee
Pass the blunt, my mind is missin'
Tweet my shit, I need the mentions
Stop pretendin'
Look, look

Ridin' 'round the city like a side bitch
Hermit 'til I die, close the blinds, bitch (bitch)
Mama told me, "Baby, you's a prophet, so profit" (profit)
Treat these f*cking labels like a side-, hold up
F*ck it dog, I had to do it (ooh)
Reviewers looking stupid, stick to music
I am the Black God, f*ck a human, Stanley Kubrick (yeah)
You know this rappin' shit be therapeutic
Pitchfork told me to never be abusive 'less I'm movin' units
I see what the truth is
'Cause niggas preaching 'bout the pussy be the biggest douches
Wow

Nasty
Damn, Peggy
I'm out the window lookin' real stupid, f*ck that
It's young Scully how I peep the ruins (shh), trust that
I whip the whip like the shit been boosted (whip it)
My bus pass ain't been legit since I smashed Karrueche (not true)
These people thinking that they warriors, they straight Kabuki (it happen)
I hit your mama with that Conker's Bad Fur Day
GoldenEye, hit 'em up (uh)
Perfect Dark nigga for the job, so I zip 'em up
Put 'em in a bag like I'm pickin' up dog shit
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Writer: Barrington Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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