Jay - Education lyrics

[Verse: 1] Funny how your white friends Wanna leave ya Y'all put the new kanye Up against justin bieber Got josh balls in ya hand Wide receiver Garret look like an albino Beiver Try to get a big booty hoe Bri mcalalister You say i can't pull You just haven't seen my calender Tryna be a stud but you're really Just a bum Failing half ya cla**es We know you straight dumb All yo hoes on my dick Coach hardin said you landons sidekick You can't come back Boomerang Tryna be black You know the slang Tryna be black Prodigy gang But you can't be black With the old a** stang Josh You can't say nothing when cj bullied you Murder you in a diss youll say i bullied too Perm in your hair Sweeter than fruit basket Murder the whole team, pull up the casket 4 on 1 cook yall Here's the recipe The only street yall repping is sesame Josh look like elmo Jeremy look like hell no Garret look like the male version of adele tho Yall keep watchin me But you ain't stoppin me Beat you the first time Icy g with the worst rhymes Everyone ain't on my team But it seems like they be hating ya Makeout wit yo girl even when she been dating ya But go and get ya paper bruh Came out with the diss 9 minutes later bruh You came out with a diss it took you two weeks And i already heard i got two leaks Yall throwin shade Where are ray bands Josh look like michael strahan Gap in ya mouth Boy put on some on braces When i see garret All i think races You need to find you A new career Stick to video games And shooting dear Jeremy look sweet With the ugs on He dont get p**y Go and get yo hug on Whooo Im so good it take a few of yall to mess with me All yall n***as in a room working s**ually Jeremy stop tryna be A freaking trapper This my last one I ain't tryna be a battle rapper You can't stop it I shoot off like a rocket Smell like you dont use paste You just wanna copy Copy copy copy You got no style Go home and watch 8 mile I beat yo whole crew Just did a dissection I k**ed yo whole Ain't no resurrection They don't got the answers My fans spread like cancer [Verse: 2] Jay Willy I'm the only thing you heard about Everybody rap my lyrics that's what I call word-of-mouth I am so fly but they just waiting for the bird is out I've been to best since I was sitting down on Vernon couch I'm the best and you know that everybody want a pic imma call it Kodak You're just waiting for my flow back your flow was kind of old Imma call you old dad Old dad granddad you is just some old news Everybody playing and I'm just waiting for some gold shoes Rolling on my hover board But i ain't have no money for no hover board But it's okay My flow twisted..crochet B.E.S.T that's me tho You know i'm flyer than an eagle Flow so tight like a speedo Carry so much green Think i'm ceelo If i want for something Imma go get it Throw on a beat I'll make a song in a minute Don't need the fame Just give me the guap Imma keep trying Grind don't stop I don't need the fame But i wanna be noticed Imma be the bomb Like lotus No time for haters I don't even need it Go, catch some shade Can't wait to retweet it Record a diss track You better delete it Please say sorry, one day you might need me