Beat Ya Feet versuri

Beat Ya Feet lyrics by Jay Montana

Intro: Jay Montana
Yeah, ten

Chorus: Jay Montana
If I kill, you know I will, a couple pills to settle my mood
I know mom did all she can, we ain’t have bands, but we kept food
Before this ice, we gon’ shoot dice, just me and Lou, for a pair of Trues
Ho just really ain’t my type, ‘cause she ain’t my kind she think I’m rude
It ain’t no time for you to whine, you wanna shine, go beat your feet
You the type to wait in line, I’ll drop a dime, get unreleased
I’m proud of you, who proud of me?
If you got an opp, then I gotta leave
If you got a drop, then I got a whip
Bro got a clip for all your beef

Verse 1: Jay Montana
You won’t love me ‘til post you
All this lеan help out my vocals
I got Lou, he keep me focusеd
I had June ‘til you went bogus
Ayy, I’m high, but I wanna if big bro got a body, but he want another pill
I just bought two lines of Tris out of Summerhill
I’ma get all us rich, just give me another year
I buy clothes and I buy ‘bows, I don’t buy hoes, they fuck for free
I could pour the Tris up every day, to me, this shit be cheap
You’re stressin’, that ho won’t go first night, but to me, the lil’ ho sweet
I ain’t vegan, I put flawless carat cut across my teeth
I’m proud of you, who proud of me? I made it out of poverty
You asked if I’d be here forever, I text back like, „Probably”
Really, nigga, who higher than me?
I don’t see nobody flyer than me
I might wake up and buy me a steak ‘cause really, a nigga be tired of the beef

Verse 2: BAK Jay
I got money, but I’m only twenty, so my mind still stuck in these streets
Know how it feel to lose your dog, so wherever I’m at, gotta keep that heat
Brand-new whip, the lil’ trap SRT
Smoke zips, get high just to help me sleep
Just wasn’t part of the plain, but shit had happened, I was stuck in that can for weeks
Took my love and ran, just understand, my heart get cold
Fuck that