Hit-Boy & Avelino – 2 Certified Lyrics

2 Certified Lyrics By Hit-Boy & Avelino

[Verse 1: Avelino]
Yeah
I told Hit-Boy he needs to rap more
I built myself up, brick by brick, but I don’t trap no more
Yeah, I ain’t full of myself, I’m impactful
I’m in a two-door Beamer, I’m toppin’ fuel, what do you think that I’m gassed for?
Drop the top ’cause they wanna see me rise and fall
I can see through the eye of a needle
What do you mean keep your eye on the ball? I’m different
She wanted a Birkin, I gave her the Chloe, I’m Tristan
Promiscuous but you can’t cheat the game
I wanna be free but I need them chains
[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
I’ma need all the amenities (All the amenities)
You made a lil’ pape, I went at their neck and made history (Yeah)
Dumbin’ out on my own beats (Yes)
Hot like I threw ’em in grease
The one, not the two or the three (For real)
I’m watchin’ the numbers increase (For real)
We gotta pray for the hood
Pimpin’ charges, bro got stories, damn, I hate he got booked
I never looked down on my brothers, I only gave ’em looks
Twenty-one gang, we truly in line
Shawty be on me, she love when I slide
Doin’ too much, that can ruin the vibe
I’m playin’ the cut, we too certified (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
Too certified, say that, watchin’ the numerals rise
Wrist and neck on jewelry heist
‘Cause I had some game, I knew when to apply it
TNT with it, we finna ignite
Just show me the money and skip the advice
They ain’t wanna see a young nigga survive
The fact that I did was the biggest surprise
Back against the ropes (The ropes)
And I still ain’t fold (Ain’t fold)
High profile but the kid lay low
I’m prayin’ for the hood, niggas killin’ their bros (Their bros)
I’m lettin’ off this thing with the weaponry
Cuttin’ right into a ho if she lettin’ me
I dealt with envy and I dealt with jealousy
Play with your bitch, don’t play with my legacy

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
I’ma need all the amenities (All the amenities)
You made a lil’ pape, I went at their neck and made history (Yeah)
Dumbin’ out on my own beats (Yes)
Hot like I threw ’em in grease
The one, not the two or the three (For real)
I’m watchin’ the numbers increase (For real)
We gotta pray for the hood
Pimpin’ charges, bro got stories, damn, I hate he got booked
I never looked down on my brothers, I only gave ’em looks
Twenty-one gang, we truly in line
Shawty be on me, she love when I slide
Doin’ too much, that can ruin the vibe
I’m playin’ the cut, we too certified (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Avelino]
Yeah, I’m too certified
London boy in a German ride
AV, I’m in L.A. tonight
American dream, I’m sleepin’ tight
It was economy seats on flights, now it’s just business class (At least)
I’m kickin’ my feet up, thinking ’bout times when man got kicked out my business class
Yeah, if only you knew what I did for the dawgs (If only you knew)
So many .9s and K-9s came from a place where the tings will bark (Bark)
Had to shot my shot, and I aimed for the stars above (Yeah)
Now look, I’m in a Wraith, and I’m amazed at the stars above
[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
I’ma need all the amenities (All the amenities)
You made a lil’ pape, I went at their neck and made history (Yeah)
Dumbin’ out on my own beats (Yes)
Hot like I threw ’em in grease
The one, not the two or the three (For real)
I’m watchin’ the numbers increase (For real)
We gotta pray for the hood
Pimpin’ charges, bro got stories, damn, I hate he got booked
I never looked down on my brothers, I only gave ’em looks
Twenty-one gang, we truly in line
Shawty be on me, she love when I slide
Doin’ too much, that can ruin the vibe
I’m playin’ the cut, we too certified (Yeah)

[Outro: Avelino]
Too certified, too, oi
Too certified, too, oi
Too certified, too, oi
Too certified, too, oi
Oh, you movin’ mad