hoponnabeat - avoidjayyy lyrics
[intro: avoidjayyy]
aw, man
y’all n*ggas know the best duo back on f*cking track, n*gga
don’t know what to tell y’all n*ggas
just listen to this sh*t bop
been through all this sh*t
if you don’t like it, suck my d*ck, respectfully, p*ssy
yeah, let’s get it
[verse 1: avoidjayyy]
lil’ b*tch done give me the neck if i hop onna beat, you know i’m gon’ k!ll it (okay, okay)
big bl!ck on my lap sh*t, ready to drill, if i hop onna beat, i’m gon’ drill it (drill it)
if he hop onna beat, he gon’ steal sh*t (steal sh*t)
i’m standing my ground, he a lil’ b*tch (b*tch)
aye, come give me that crown, that king sh*t
i’ma champ, no vamp, not like carti, but my choppa won’t miss sh*t
blue sh*ts on my lap, blue sh*ts on my bag, i know some n*ggas on crip sh*t
all in the field with the sitchy
he facetime a b*tch, tell her pop out a titty
i’m runnin’ this sh*t, this sh*t is my city
we all in the party, wе makin’ sh*t litty
okay, okay!
[pre*chorus: avoidjayyy]
finna take a trip to dubai
all she wanna do is get high
shorty on thе phone, on my line
go to vm, can’t waste time
[chorus: avoidjayyy]
all of y’all n*ggas wanna be like me
none of y’all n*ggas really do know me
i’m feelin’ like curry i’m shooting from 3
we gettin’ this bread, we gettin’ this breesh
all of y’all n*ggas wanna be like me
none of y’all n*ggas really do know me
i’m feelin’ like curry i’m shooting from 3
we gettin’ this bread, we gettin’ this breesh
[verse 2: jayyye!]
beast in the paint, feel like kd
shootin’ a 3, feel like curry
breakin’ ankles, feel like kyrie
now euro*step, feelin’ like gin0bili
none of y’all n*ggas can do it like
don’t hold me, n*ggas don’t know me
i’ll kick a n*gga up, i ain’t talkin’ bruce lee
f*ck my ex, no emily
my bars so hot, but my wrist icy
who’s the best duo? that’s me and jeffrey
n*ggas know i’m on demon time while i’m rappin’
that’s why lil jeff asked me to hop onna beat
that’s why your b*tch want me to give her my meat
only meat i’m givin y’all n*ggas is beef
we could spin the block, we could meet on the street
and i’m gettin’ this breesh, steady f*ckin your treesh
i’m finna blow up, that’s a huge relief
when i hit your mans up, you in disbelief
choppa going bang*bang, sh*t singing chief keef
then we retreat, whole sh*t discreet
[chorus: avoidjayyy]
all of y’all n*ggas wanna be like me
none of y’all n*ggas really do know me
i’m feelin’ like curry i’m shooting from 3
we gettin’ this bread, we gettin’ this breesh
all of y’all n*ggas wanna be like me
none of y’all n*ggas really do know me
i’m feelin’ like curry i’m shooting from 3
we gettin’ this bread, we gettin’ this breesh
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