Bridges on Fire Lyrics – JPEGMAFIA

Read the full Bridges on Fire lyrics by JPEGMAFIA from the album EXPERIMENTAL RAP along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Jpegmafia’s music, you can also explore War Over Land and Black Kanye West, two other songs by Jpegmafia.

[Intro]
Everything about JPEG’s I like

[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA]
Uh, one, two, to me
Okay, how in the fu*k is you n!ggas still yapping about me? You know that I come in the clutch (Fu*k)
Labels can’t do what I do with the money, you know that you n!ggas be stuck in a rut (Fu*k)
Baby girl, that ain’t ya money, you know that you can’t pay for that space with the rappers you fu*k, yeah
She taking d!ck like she listen to Taylor Swift, ice on my neck when I’m chiefing the blunt (Fu*k)
B!tches be lying for nothing, they try to sit next to money and get ’em a cut
You getting fu*ked, but you ain’t getting paid, I swear these b!tches be fu*king for hugs (Yes)
Fu*king for drügs, fu*king on n!ggas who don’t even remember who the fu*k that they was

I’m fu*king your friends, I’m breaking a bond and I’m breaking her back while I’m breaking her trust (Fu*k)
Only the M’s, I got your b!tch singing like Tems, you know that I wrap it like Hush
I’m Vic in the clutch, you know that they try to defend, but I’m getting it no matter what
I’d rather go to eye to eye with a n!gga, ride for me if you really wanna die for a n!gga
If you really wanna earn it, then don’t lie to a n!gga
Man, a b!tch will really have you going live for a n!gga
No sleep, everyday, waking up like I been rubbing that white in my teeth
When I’m fu*king them regular b!tches and giving it to her, I’m turning that b!tch to a freak
N!ggas be thinking that s*it still sweet
I’m painting your b!tch face like Gleesh
Can’t stop walking ’round with this heat
Y’all be bumping that mid and cheap (Fu*k)
Fu*k y’all n!ggas, them tracks be weak, I could loop you in my sleep
You n!ggas sheep, I can’t be seen with hoes, that’s weak, uh-uh, uh

[Bridge: Buzzy Lee]
All of my friends, bridges on fire
Shawty, I’m tryna make it through the night
Wasn’t my friend, but it wasn’t my fault
It wasn’t my man, my answer’s wrong
All of my days, all of my nights
Shawty, these heavy days, I won’t survive

[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
(Yeah) Uh, one, two

Yeah, shawty gon’ ride, shawty gon’ die, shawty gon’ fu*king bring it
Tryna get high, tryna get bent, I’m tryna fu*king feel it
Every time I come through B-more, I still get the fidgets
Clutching on the Desi, these one-ways can get suspicious
I can’t fu*k these b!tches, they malicious and meticulous
And these n!ggas be acting like b!tches, they get so fictitious
You ain’t gotta lie, Craig, I don’t wanna kick it
Been doing stunts since double digits, no impossible missions
Baby girl, if you wanna back me up then hold this heat
Hold her head ’cause you can’t hold that ho down over me
Choppers overgrown, yeah, the razor’s tucked up in my cheek
You a mobile home, you rap but should be rolling weed
She on the phone so much, I know she choosing over me
It’s a lie, but I can’t lie, it’s what’s known to me
It’s what’s known to me, yeah, I can’t get control to me
Envelope is thirty, better luck with that than folding me
My baby mama brother brought me out my first key
She said, “You one of a kind,” no rehearsing
Keep your mouth shut ’cause you can’t pay for hearse fees
And if that Cybertruck get dented, no reimbursing
Your daddy in the floor, we gon’ smoke him
You was screaming for your dogs when they broke in

[Outro]
(Yeah)
There was a (??)
I was always wanna say thanks