Jay Critch - Made It Lyrics
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Made It
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What Are The Lyrics For Made It By Jay Critch?
La música de Harry Fraud
You know how the f*ck we coming nigga Broke ass nigga Broke ass, bitch ass boy (Hoe ass nigga) I might pull the Bentley out (skrrt) I came up and I got rich, it ain't no handouts (rich) I'm a flock and she a bird (brr) Whole team Rich Forever, that's my word (huh) Ask me how we made it, it was destiny (it was what?) Same bougie bitches calling now they stalking me (stupid bitch) All I know I gotta flex up (flex) Drop a bag (bag), ice my neck up (ice) Ooh, put 'em on a stretcher (stretcher) She too extra (extra), don't do lectures (no) That's Alisha or Alexa? (or what?) Rich Forever bitch we got them extras (lil' bitch, huh) Bitch I've been balling, no reason (no reason) F*ck her one time then she need me (she need me) My diamonds as clear as the TV (whoa) My water, my wrist is on Fiji Money too tall like grown up (grown up) Might pull out the Masi' do donuts (skrrt) She suck me, my pockets so swole up (whoa) You getting too close, bitch hold up (hold up) Racks (what), whole lotta bands on me (bands) Got that check and bought a Rollie, it can dance on 'em (whoa, ice) And she cooking breakfast naked (naked) Broke ass niggas said we wouldn't make it (rich) I just signed a contract like a Laker (swish) Santorini Greece where I'ma take her (woo) Blue and yellow diamonds like a Jacob (woo) Kissing on me can't be smearin' all that makeup (ahh) Fuckin' up my beard, the barber see a pay cut (nigga) Catch a flight so it's time to get a taper (woo) Your homies pressin' charges, nigga you the plaintiff Suing for a niggas bread, you need a Danish For this picture to be perfect I'ma paint it Picasso with the picture, bitches still my favorite Now back to the flow, now back to the boss The darker her skin, the more I get off Pinky ring that was 80 Could of got in Mercedes Niggas singin' Rich Forever so you know we related So you know we related Yeah you know we related I might pull the Bentley out (skrrt) I came up and I got rich, it ain't no handouts (rich) I'm a flock and she a bird (brr) Whole team Rich Forever, that's my word (huh) Ask me how we made it, it was destiny (it was what?) Same bougie bitches calling now they stalking me (stupid bitch) All I know I gotta flex up (flex) Drop a bag (bag), ice my neck up (ice) These niggas fake it 'til they make it (hey) They need to stick to the basics Gotta show out, drop a bag I'm in Aces Diamonds froze now yeah my chain different races (chain different races) I'ma spend me a check and replace it I just hit it, it's never relations (never relations) With the killers like Freddy and Jason (Freddy and Jason) How I ran up them racks it's amazing (it's amazing) Oh you flexing with packs, we gon' take it (take it) Me and my niggas came out the basement (out the basement) We been trapping, make sure they can't trace it (hey) I'ma jump in the coupe and I'm racing (skrrt) I'ma f*ck on your boo and erase it (erase it) All these broke niggas talking can't take it (can't take it) We gon' pull up throw shots like the Matrix (grra) Hood fave with the clutch like game set (hey) Racks (what), whole lotta bands on me (bands) Got that check and bought a Rollie, it can dance on 'em (whoa, ice) And she cooking breakfast naked (naked) Broke ass niggas said we wouldn't make it (rich) |
Who Wrote Made It By Jay Critch?
Dimitri Leslie Roger, Jay Critchlow, William Roberts, Rory Quigley
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What's The Duration Of The Made It By Jay Critch?The duration of Made It is 3:29 minutes and seconds. |
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