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jay critch - bluff lyrics

[intro]
hey
30
rico what up bro
whoa, whoa, hey

[jay critch chorus]
boy you ain’t making or talking no money, really, what can you say to me
i get the cake when its straight out the oven, ice my neck like the bakery
they really be shook, never do nothing, they just got a lot to say to me
you lied for the book, we knew you was bluffing
you don’t really wanna play with me
last year we was hitting them l!cks, you n+ggas still ain’t have sh+t
worried about the next man and his chips, n+gga you sound like a b+tch
i’m getting rich off of making these hits, used to make a pack flip
hop out some sh+t you ain’t know it exists, i was with an actress

[rico baby verse 1]
n+ggas ain’t spinning no blocks
these n+ggas ain’t tote with no chops
i gotta run from the cops, these n+ggas be running from ops
i hit a jug on they block
these n+ggas they playing they block
i do this sh+t for my block and i do the sh+t for d+block
and i gotta get to the guwop, my n+ggas be trapping a lot
just get to the money don’t play with me, these n+ggas don’t have the same energy
they only play tuff of the hennesy, split through your sides like 30 deep
got a new clip it’s a 30 piece
when this b+tch shoot steph curry heat
and you p+ssy n+ggas can’t lie to me, on point come and try me
way drive where i be, with the 30 gang right beside me
on the corner store with the id
got the good work call me papi, i don’t find fiends man they find me
and i got it lit like a hobby
[jay critch chorus]
boy you ain’t making or talking no money, really, what can you say to me
i get the cake when its straight out the oven, ice my neck like the bakery
they really be shook, never do nothing, they just got a lot to say to me
you lied for the book, we knew you was bluffing
you don’t really wanna play with me
last year we was hitting them l!cks, you n+ggas still ain’t have sh+t
worried about the next man and his chips, n+gga you sound like a b+tch
i’m getting rich off of making these hits, used to make a pack flip
hop out some sh+t you ain’t know it exists, i was with an actress

[rico baby verse 2]
you n+ggas is bluffing that’s end of discussion
yall just want some clout yall can’t cool with me
so stop with the foolery, what you gon do with me
the n+ggas be fake like they jewelry
you lied for the book, you lied for the bread, get off my d+ck you a fed
that internet thugging, we catch you in person, that 30 gon give you a 10
im back on the wave like a cruise ship, n+ggas is p+ssy don’t do sh+t
spin through your block in some new sh+t
jump out they beat it like who’s this
n+ggas is lost and clueless, one person toughen neck on some cool sh+t
you don’t want to do this, yeah i was into that work and then going to school sh+t
we really do this, trapping all night, i can not lie on my music
i get a bag and i get it fast, these n+ggas they know what i’m doing
push an eight ball i’m pooling, get it my way don’t do it
just like a piece i’m shooting, i’m a big 30 no new clip
[jay critch chorus]
boy you ain’t making or talking no money, really, what can you say to me
i get the cake when its straight out the oven, ice my neck like the bakery
they really be shook, never do nothing, they just got a lot to say to me
you lied for the book, we knew you was bluffing
you don’t really wanna play with me
last year we was hitting them l!cks, you n+ggas still ain’t have sh+t
worried about the next man and his chips, n+gga you sound like a b+tch
i’m getting rich off of making these hits, used to make a pack flip
hop out some sh+t you ain’t know it exists, i was with an actress

- jay critch lyrics

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