jay aries - behind you lyrics
bump it up and imma bump it down
that fighting sh+t i really been about
zip yo lips or we can duke it out
no basketball but my shooters be out
ask rihanna how i run this town
el dorado arkansas is what we call the pound
not talkin clubs but my racquets stay out
all of that fake love will get a b+tch slapped down
aye on some real sh+t we can get it lit
everyday i’m hustlin not talking bout rick
i hate you like everybody hated chris
main ones to run they mouth be the scariest n+gga
keep my name up out your mouth, before i have you running lil n+gga
keep talking sh+t
but you know jay aries stay on a money lil mission
chopping up that ecstasy, butcher jamie
from the east, my upbringing wasn’t easy
jay aries, y’all might not want to go play with me
jay aries, i’m a bе wrecking on the beat
causе in a poof you will be wished the f+ck away
6’3” turn your neck the f+ck away from me
bump it up and imma bump it down
that fighting sh+t i really been about
zip yo lips or we can duke it out
no basketball but my shooters be out
ask rihanna how i run this town
el dorado arkansas is what we call the pound
not talkin clubs but my racquets stay out
all of that fake love will get a b+tch slapped down
p+ssy ass motherf+ckers stay mad at me
kiss my ass and do that for me
i can’t show no f+cks
jay aries won’t show no love
you ain’t getting sh+t from jay aries, n+gga you pushed yo luck
i bet a n+gga won’t step toe to toe with me
you a friend or you either a foe to me
got me so mad time to switch up my flow
you doing too bad better cry all the way to the home
f+cking yo daddy yall some crybaby hoes
y’all so sadly sadly i stomp hoes with my big tippy toes
it’s jay aries hoe
i’m on a roll call me b+ttercup
it’s time to blossom on you hoes
turn that auto pilot just to fly off all on you lil hoes
n+ggas too dead time to k!ll off some bros
and you hoes can’t get mad
i won’t break off no dough
you ain’t did sh+t for me
you can stay mad hoe
bump it up and imma bump it down
that fighting sh+t i really been about
zip yo lips or we can duke it out
no basketball but my shooters be out
ask rihanna how i run this town
el dorado arkansas is what we call the pound
not talkin clubs but my racquets stay out
all of that fake love will get a b+tch slapped down
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