jay critch - all i wanted lyrics
[intro]
big tme don’t forget the f+cking letters
[chorus]
i got a bad b+tch she hit my jack all day now i don’t even want her
sat in the trap all day now we sit in the mansion that’s all that we wanted
can’t show no love to n0body, don’t f+ck with you n+ggas if i’m being honest
stay with duffle all up on me, the duffle bag on me its full of the hunnids
ran it up on this blue like sonic, pull out the ghost and it’s haunted
i don’t know why she think she a baddie
cause that p+ssy got bodies it’s haunted
and i got me some bread now i’m on it
hop in the v and floor it, these n+ggas breeze like foreigns
we gettin’ green like florists
verse:
cartier frames look like i’m giving lessons
sippin’ this drink cause a n+gga be stressin’, all of this money gon’ send em a message
i put the work in i’m fully invested
when i was broke yeah i had enough sleep, now i get money so no i ain’t resting
and in my city it’s never no peace, everyday n+ggas get hit and they resting
i’m tryna make some dollars every second
get to it first and i don’t get it second
when i was little just wanted a necklace
these little n+ggas ain’t getting no check in
some of my n+ggas still doing some dirt and money be clean and that money be neat
shawty said she getting tired of working
i flew her out and put her on a beach
she let me f+ck and she kept it discreet
and when it’s smoke we kept it the streets
i’m in the benz it’s just me and my heat
guaranteed they won’t take nothing from me
and they can try but they nothing like me
it ain’t no tryouts to get on my team
i swear that money turned me to a beast
maybach and i’m reclining the seats
[chorus]
i got a bad b+tch she hit my jack all day now i don’t even want her
sat in the trap all day now we sit in the mansion that’s all that we wanted
can’t show no love to n0body, don’t f+ck with you n+ggas if i’m being honest
stay with duffle all up on me, the duffle bag on me its full of the hunnids
ran it up on this blue like sonic, pull out the ghost and it’s haunted
i don’t know why she think she a baddie
cause that p+ssy got bodies it’s haunted
and i got me some bread now i’m on it
hop in the v and floor it, these n+ggas breeze like foreigns
we gettin’ green like florists
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