jay eazy - respect your elders lyrics
[intro]
s+r+g
it’s jay, no z
eazy, no e
[chorus]
my pockets, velveeta, her body onika
you broke she wouldn’t roll with yo ass if you was sativa
i’m bready, no pita
like after s i’m t’d up
who don’t respect they elders on the street i carry geezers
[verse 1]
someone said i look like baker mayfield
but there’e a difference i can take the browns to the super bowl ’cause i be sh+ttin’ on ’em (sh+ttin’)
tell the shorties im a pacifist but now they likin’ me so when i’m bein’ nice they think i’m hittin’ on ’em (hittin’)
with no manners i can spank her
(spank her)
with good manners you don’t even get a thank yuh (no thank you)
if i open doors or said bless you (achoo)
i was lookin’ in the mirror after walkin’ in a restroom (bless me)
look the older that i get, the more selfish that i am ’cause i see ma’ put lovers first and she got cheat on in advance
i turned a useless little boy and into an asset of a man
don’t cry dry your eye ma’ i made hundred bands (don’t cry)
and imma flip it too (flip flip)
that’s 200k if i flip it too (times two)
take out the if ’cause i did it too (been there)
again and again like a ritual
[chorus]
my pockets, velveeta, her body onika
you broke she wouldn’t roll with yo ass if you was sativa
i’m bready, no pita
like after s i’m t’d up
who don’t respect they elders on the street i carry geezers
[verse 2]
it makes sense the hottest rapper was a bench warmer, i’m still sittin’ on my ass and watchin’ numbers go up (uh)
a hater prayin’ my career is like a deadbeat (wow)
but i promise i’ll be more than just a come+and+goer (i’m not your pops)
i could take care of you (i could)
so in the end you on your feet like ariel (in the end)
but not listening is making your own burial at least when you die that’s when everybody care for you (it’s f+cked up)
my bad i’m supposed to talk about some lit sh+t (my bad)
i ain’t talkin’ +n+l when my waitress see the tip sh+t (sneaky 10)
she gon’ eat ’cause i been eatin’ off these dishes (eat up)
i’m bein’ nice i’m not lookin’ for no misses (no no)
my flow abusive because everthing is hittin’
never needed an investor i been puttin’ on my chicken (that’s me)
why is dog talking boy i’m not a peter griffin
i been at my lowest that’s the spot you tryin to get in
[chorus]
my pockets, velveeta, her body onika
you broke she wouldn’t roll with yo ass if you was sativa
i’m bready, no pita
like after s i’m t’d up
who don’t respect they elders on the street i carry geezers
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