Avocados by KOOLBENJA Lyrics
[Intro: Lil Spliffie]
Ayy
[Hook: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them glasses talkin' 'bout all of my dick it be 3D
Certified, certified fuckboy, yeah, I keep playin' with these bihs like Matuidi
Didn't know that was your girl, why you tryna come fight everytime you see me?
Choppa go, "fa-fa-fa-fah," that was your boy, he dead, he bleedin'
Oh, no, I don't know you, nigga, you not my homie
Pay me what you owe me or all of your hoes get lonely
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40!
[Post-Hook: Lil Spliffie & KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
*Mumbling* (Yeah, yeah, slatt)
[Verse 1: KOOLBENJA]
Pull up on your side, don't care I got a pass or not
If we pull up side by side we'll see you got the sauce or nah
And this shit I'm 'bout to light gon' make me like an astronaut
And right after we pass spliffs, we gon' go 'head and pass your thot
No, I ain't scared of death, (Scared) but I don't wanna die (Nope)
See a lot of dead faces when I close my eyes (When I close)
Yeah, they wanted to see me dead, but I caught 'em by surprise (On God!)
All I do is manifest while these niggas fantasize, fantasize, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Spliffie]
I super skinny my jean when I walk with a Tec (Yeah!)
Slide with the stick, we keep pullin' up, we spray (Spray)
Dick in this bitch because she was a ten (What?)
Slide with the stick, we keep pullin' up, we spray (Spray)
See it, I like it, I cop it today (Yes)
Speak to me, be 'bout the guap, talkin' 'bout the cash
You know I ain't come here to play
[Verse 3: KOOLBENJA]
Hey, lil' missy, how you like the city?
If you ain't busy, we'll go cruisin' through the evening
Shouts my nigga, Spliffie, yeah, we outchea gettin' iffy
Yeah, I only tell true stories, got no fiction, I get litty, yeah
[Hook: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them glasses talkin' 'bout all of my dick it be 3D
Certified, certified fuckboy, yeah, I keep playin' with these bihs like Matuidi
Didn't know that was your girl, why you tryna come fight everytime you see me?
Choppa go, "fa-fa-fa-fah," that was your boy, he dead, he bleedin'
Oh, no, I don't know you, nigga, you not my homie
Pay me what you owe me or all of your hoes get lonely
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40!
[Post-Hook: Lil Spliffie & KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
*Mumbling* (Yeah, yeah, slatt)
[Verse 4: Lil Spliffie]
Yeah, (Yeah, pull up) pull up with stick then we choppin' his head
Alicia—play with the key, I'm in these streets with these racks
Play, bitch, keep doublin' the ass, told the bitch throw that shit back and she beepin'
Hoe gettin' shot with this stick if you playin'... [?]
[Verse 5: KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, (Whew, yeah) yeah (Slatt)
Put a chrome machine to your head (Dead)
If you talkin' shit, we off your head (Head)
And if she like a cold machine, inside she dead, yeah (Yeah!)
She know what time it is, she pullin' up in a whim
She lookin' fine as shit, she fill up her jean but she slim
I'm walkin' on water, I feel like a pimp, she pull up and suck on my dick, and she dip
She need me to spend all my guap, I told her, "Vacate," you know I ain't come here to play
[Outro: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them...
Didn't know that was your...
Ayy
[Hook: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them glasses talkin' 'bout all of my dick it be 3D
Certified, certified fuckboy, yeah, I keep playin' with these bihs like Matuidi
Didn't know that was your girl, why you tryna come fight everytime you see me?
Choppa go, "fa-fa-fa-fah," that was your boy, he dead, he bleedin'
Oh, no, I don't know you, nigga, you not my homie
Pay me what you owe me or all of your hoes get lonely
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40!
[Post-Hook: Lil Spliffie & KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
*Mumbling* (Yeah, yeah, slatt)
[Verse 1: KOOLBENJA]
Pull up on your side, don't care I got a pass or not
If we pull up side by side we'll see you got the sauce or nah
And this shit I'm 'bout to light gon' make me like an astronaut
And right after we pass spliffs, we gon' go 'head and pass your thot
No, I ain't scared of death, (Scared) but I don't wanna die (Nope)
See a lot of dead faces when I close my eyes (When I close)
Yeah, they wanted to see me dead, but I caught 'em by surprise (On God!)
All I do is manifest while these niggas fantasize, fantasize, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Spliffie]
I super skinny my jean when I walk with a Tec (Yeah!)
Slide with the stick, we keep pullin' up, we spray (Spray)
Dick in this bitch because she was a ten (What?)
Slide with the stick, we keep pullin' up, we spray (Spray)
See it, I like it, I cop it today (Yes)
Speak to me, be 'bout the guap, talkin' 'bout the cash
You know I ain't come here to play
[Verse 3: KOOLBENJA]
Hey, lil' missy, how you like the city?
If you ain't busy, we'll go cruisin' through the evening
Shouts my nigga, Spliffie, yeah, we outchea gettin' iffy
Yeah, I only tell true stories, got no fiction, I get litty, yeah
[Hook: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them glasses talkin' 'bout all of my dick it be 3D
Certified, certified fuckboy, yeah, I keep playin' with these bihs like Matuidi
Didn't know that was your girl, why you tryna come fight everytime you see me?
Choppa go, "fa-fa-fa-fah," that was your boy, he dead, he bleedin'
Oh, no, I don't know you, nigga, you not my homie
Pay me what you owe me or all of your hoes get lonely
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40
I keep poppin' these boys, can't find my sleep, I need some 40!
[Post-Hook: Lil Spliffie & KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
Yeah, slide on your ass lil' bitch, (Yeah, yeah) yeah, pull up we choppin' his head (Slatt)
*Mumbling* (Yeah, yeah, slatt)
[Verse 4: Lil Spliffie]
Yeah, (Yeah, pull up) pull up with stick then we choppin' his head
Alicia—play with the key, I'm in these streets with these racks
Play, bitch, keep doublin' the ass, told the bitch throw that shit back and she beepin'
Hoe gettin' shot with this stick if you playin'... [?]
[Verse 5: KOOLBENJA]
Yeah, (Whew, yeah) yeah (Slatt)
Put a chrome machine to your head (Dead)
If you talkin' shit, we off your head (Head)
And if she like a cold machine, inside she dead, yeah (Yeah!)
She know what time it is, she pullin' up in a whim
She lookin' fine as shit, she fill up her jean but she slim
I'm walkin' on water, I feel like a pimp, she pull up and suck on my dick, and she dip
She need me to spend all my guap, I told her, "Vacate," you know I ain't come here to play
[Outro: Lil Spliffie]
That girl wearin' them...
Didn't know that was your...