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jay critch - replace lyrics

[intro]
turn me up
hey
jay critch, hood fave
talk money gang
jamz turn me up (hey)

[chorus]
i’m in the wraith, feelin’ like i’m outer sp-ce, ayy
i blow a bag then you know it get replaced, wait
diamonds go apesh-t, making you cover your face, ayy
shorty just take d-ck (hey), i don’t take her on a date
they always frontin’, i’m on to something
i just made a play for the green
i need an award or somethin’, we all be stuntin’
i’m breaking bread with the team
we got it all from nothing, the hoes is coming
they know the money with me
check out the stones, that’s lot of vv
i’m on the road like i popped a bean

[verse 1]
my shooters don’t p-ss, they jackin’ from deep
you can’t get a p-ss, stop jackin’ the team
spent five on a bag, my jacket cost three
i get me the bags, then i gotta leave, ayy
i don’t care what you sayin’, i don’t know you
diamonds goin’ super saiyan like goku
young n-gga make a lot of bands off of pro tools
n-ggas juggin’ off the flip phone like it’s ’02
and i gotta keep it real, keep it old school (keep it real)
n-ggas saying that they will, but they won’t do
had to do it for the hills, what i told you? (for the hills)
i was in the chicken spot, now it’s n0bu (hey)
and we going worldwide but y’all local (local)
just chill out, you n-ggas too heavy (heavy)
quit cappin’, you n-ggas ain’t ready (ain’t ready)
the jattic is giving me headaches
but my pinky ring look like confetti (ice)
f-ck a ho, i just want me some cake (want me some cake)
the strap is close, mama told me be safe (graow)
i had to go put the racks in the safe (hey), ayy

[verse 2]
that’s a fact, pockets full with the g’s
watch your back, block a hundred degrees
i don’t do sh-t for free, they payin’ a fee
i’m flexing hard, gotta watch what i eat
diamonds shine like they brushing they t–th
dancin’ like tutus, new whip with the moon roof
all of my n-ggas connected like bluetooth
n-ggas broke, they better go get a blues clues
i be first to that money and you lose (you lose)
i be first to that money and you lose (you lose)
the bankroll all hundreds, it’s true blues
if she suckin’ me right, get her new shoes (sucking me right)
tell her hold the tooly ’cause i gotta lay low
might put the b-tch on the payroll
i had rips in my nudies now i got the bankroll
might catch a flight to tobago
hood fave, i stay talkin’ ’bout a check
pockets correct
i been ballin’, keep my foot on they neck
p-ssy boy callin’ a tech’
she keep callin’ but i told her just put it to rest
shorty, i’m on to the next (hey)
good brain like she takin’ a guess
money long range, i be making it stretch
just get the cheese, what’s the hold up? (hold up)
make some plays off of that motorola (motorola)
green on me like i’m yoda (yoda)
said she wanna taste, want a sip of this soda (sip of this soda)
new chain heavy, feel like a boulder (hey)
the ‘rari sick like this sh-t got ebola (sh-t got ebola)
my necklace is stackin’ up, it’s getting colder (colder)
like tetris i stack it up ’til it’s game over (game over)

[outro]
ayy, i’m in the wraith
wait, diamonds go apesh-t, makin’ you cover your face
ayy, i’m in the wraith, feelin’ like i’m outer sp-ce
wait, diamonds go apesh-t, makin’ you cover your face

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