Vote with a Dollar

Lyrics

[Intro: JPEGMAFIA] I let these bitch ass niggas know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout, nigga [Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA] Uh, suplex wanna (Yeah) Stone cold stunna (Yeah) C4 hunnid (Uh) Dirt been gunnin' (Sha) Mask on, runnin' (Blah) Glock don't stutter (Sha) I ain't from the suburb, all you noise niggas suck (Niggas) Yah, all you noise niggas suck (Fucker!) Hahahaha (Yeah) Fo' hunnid on the clip, got my dick wet (Yeah) Alt-right votin' for me, that's a big check (Yeah) If you fuck with my set, then I take breath (Damn Peggy!) And I don't have a set so you been dead (Brra) Fuck a punk scene (Yuh) I'ma come clean (Yuh) All you crackers pussy, you ain't seen what I seen (Nah) Right wing trapper of the year, I'm a black queen (Skrrrt) Roll another J wit' bae, she be not singin' (Haha) I don't think that I'm okay I don't drink, need therapy And I'm smokin' on the (Sheesh), hope yo' man go vote for me If he don't get my vote and my fuckin' funds (Chyuh) Vote for the crime, vote wit' a gun, yeah, huh, uh [Chorus:] Vote with a dollar, vote with a gun Do like they do to get the motherfucker done Vote with a bible, vote with a crime Tomorrow mama cries 'cause tonight you die (Tonight you die, tonight you- die) (Tonight you- die, tonight you die) Vote with a dollar, vote with a gun Do like they do to get the motherfucker done Vote with a bible, vote with a crime Tomorrow mama cries 'cause tonight you die [Verse 2:] Tonight you die, tonight, she cries Tonight, you fly, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Three angels in the sky, and they foreign, that's some wine Put the ones that have died, body bathe in fire Body bathe in fire, ghetto smile Got the vision but no way they get it 'Cause the streets so wired, dope man fire He the poster child, dilate, one three digits [?] disrespectin' home of killers And detectives tryna change it through these lens Push your way out of the prisons No excuses, make decisions If you wanna make these millions If you sayin', "Fuck the system" Then pick up the gabbo, pick up the mic Spittin' for human kind, and dope boys up on they grind But fuck you, in time, the money faster Money climb, the diamonds shine But this grind the gift of life The curse of crime, don't try, GO! [Chorus:] Vote with a dollar, vote with a gun Do like they do to get the motherfucker done Vote with a bible, vote with a crime Tomorrow mama cries 'cause tonight you die Vote with a dollar, vote with a gun Do like they do to get the motherfucker done Vote with a bible, vote with a crime Tomorrow mama cries 'cause tonight you die (Tonight you die, tonight you- die) (Tonight you- die, tonight you die) (Tonight you die)