Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar


インターフェース


難易度


アクセント



インターフェース言語

ja

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
登録/ログイン
Lyrkit

寄付する

5$

Lyrkit

寄付する

10$

Lyrkit

寄付する

20$

Lyrkit

そして/またはソーシャルで私をサポートしてください。ネットワーク:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Jay Critch

Tournaments

 

Tournaments

(アルバム: Critch Tape - 2021)


Aye
Jay Critch hood fav
Aye, yeah
30, hey
Look

More problems that come with more money
More chops, now I'm hot they all want me
I got, heat on my side
I got, angels above me
Niggas thinking they taking something from me, they all dummies
Talking money I need all of it
Running down, 30's call a blitz
Ice on me like a swollen wrist
Know I'm balling like the tournaments
Bad bitch she from overseas so I fly her out, I imported it
20 G's out of MIA, and I blew the bag but its more of it
Cut her off, I got more of it
Niggas say they real, I ain't sure of it
Blue strips I got new cake, tryna make a movie like Blu-Ray
Get some new titties for my new bae, up her rating like 2K
Brodie came home caught a new case, gotta pour the pint, get a new case

We don't fuck with 'em cause they two faced
Blew the bag, got a new plate
Still hustle like when we was trapping, we was trapping on the school days
Early morning get it hot on the block, the reason why we got to school late
I'm like fuck it, I ain't going to class cause I'm tryna make a few plays
Fuck the teachers, they all tried to fail me
Now I pass in the new Wraith
Remember she was clinging for a few K
Me and bro finessed and found a new wave
I can't let a nigga play me, I'll turn this shit to doomsday
And shorty saying that she hate me, stick it in her mouth like toothpaste
I was
Aye, I was down and they ain't show me love
'Fore you go and switch up, should've told me what it was
Perkys calling, make it hard to slow down on them drugs
Kick that bitch right to the curb before I kick the cup
You play with that money you fumble the bag, we picking it up
They acting like they was there in the past, that shit is a dub
These niggas could never get on the team, cause these niggas scrubs
Whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta beams, we lighting you up

More problems that come with more money
More chops, now I'm hot they all want me
I got, heat on my side
I got, angels above me
Niggas thinking they taking something from me, they all dummies
Talking money I need all of it
Running down, 30's call a blitz
Ice on me like a swollen wrist
Know I'm balling like the tournaments
Bad bitch she from overseas so I fly her out, I imported it
20 G's out of MIA, and I blew the bag but its more of it
Cut her off, I got more of it
Niggas say they real, I ain't sure of it
Blue strips I got new cake, tryna make a movie like Blu-Ray
Get some new titties for my new bae, up her rating like 2K
Brodie came home caught a new case, gotta pour the pint, get a new case

終わり

この曲の聞きなれない単語はすべてあなたが追加したのですか?