
letra de banned from chi - avereaux
[intro]:
avereaux on a hoe
avereaux on a hoe
avereaux on a hoe
[hook]:
iterate, i am a great
getting paid, i demonstrate
load the bass, pitch 808s
red light on, i activate
flip the bag & stack the safe
catch you lacking, bow & pray
they know ave is an ace
can’t stand me but sit in place
[verse]:
pull up on the track & let it bang, i make these b-tches panic
then they gone run it like that n-gga outta tappahannock
my mic legit, i ain’t jackin’ no sons
but n-ggas are my daughters, starvin’
i ain’t packin’ no lunch
you tried to dim a star
and now you in a pickle
i’m the biggest deal/dill up in the jar
you sour & little
i really pull the strings
you tryna play the fiddle
he up on me but his mans finer
avey in the middle
picture that, b-tches in the back with the “this” & “that”
i be in the kitchen, fixing all you b-tches’ dinner mats
in other words, i’m the reason you eat
i can’t be sl-t-shamed, b-tch, i’m the reason you skeet
(bust, n-gga)
word to the pen, drop a bar & i’m clappin’ you
if it’s smoke, you’ll get flipped into a zip when i’m packin’ you
avey push it by the ounce (aye, i got that dummy runtz)
next time, watch ya mouth (ol’ dirty ass dunce)
i was on the stage, i was rockin’ the mic
you was on the corner, bummy, puttin’ rock in a pipe
munchies when i smokin’ on that avey-hate
the highest when i devour “that n-gga avey ate”
i told davey “yo, back the truck up”
when i pop out, all my opps gettin’ smacked the f-ck up
you n-ggas inferior, you & all your material
f-ck all you p-ssy n-ggas, no venereal
(respect to the ‘lah)
another stage? yeah, baby. avey booked that
they said i’m hotter than the spoon up in ya bookbag
i shine brighter than the crystal you light
i’m methodical & you meth-addicted, you dumb hype
and you n-ggas are bums, fighting
for morsels and crumbs, like
a full virgin, you dumb tight
that i’m really the one, right
just admit it
the point is i keep all you b-tches on pivot
and y’all can never take me, and that right there is a given
(word, ho)
it’s always a bum b-tch tryna diss me
mad snakes up in the grass, i heard ‘em hissing
b-tches unemployed, i guess i knocked them out the listing
my flow clean, n-gga. everything pristine
[hook]:
iterate, i am a great
getting paid, i demonstrate
load the bass, pitch 808s
red light on, i activate
flip the bag & stack the safe
(gotta stack the safe)
catch you lacking, bow & pray
(better bow & pray)
they know ave is an ace
can’t stand me but sit in place
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