Jay Critch - Resort Lyrics

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Resort

Resort Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Resort By Jay Critch?
These niggas don't want no money
They want somebody to go get it for them (go get it for them) Ay, get you some money They start acting like you gotta reward them Diamonds on me like awards (like awards) She said she tired of that nigga, she bored Stop talking her bag is way bigger than yours (than yours) Stacking 'til my crib look like a resort (resort) Bad bitch, she straight from the West Coast (From the West Coast) I'm giving bars like it's Death Row (like it's Death Row) She do it all for a check though (for a check) I signed it up now my neck glow I swear that I just wanna ball with my niggas (ball with my niggas) I don't wanna tote being broke with you niggas Remember my pockets was smaller, they bigger I hit me a stain and ran off with the figures (true) She wanna come get involved with the nigga Hold up the money keep calling a nigga Gelato, we going up Backwood, no Swishers She wildin', I think I might have to dismiss her Another day another bag to go pick up She keep coming around me asking for liquor Keep my brothers with me, they never switch up In the Ghost, do the Bentley then switch up Dime with me, you gon' have to get picked up Want a Maybach, then I want me a Fisker Diamonds flashing and you not in the picture I might smash it then I'm hitting her sister Stupid I can turn your bitch into a model Hood fave, bitch I'm doing numbers like the lotto From the top seats, no space at the bottom Boss up, if it ain't cake what's the problem (hey) These niggas don't want no money (don't want no money) They want somebody to go get it for them (go get it for them) Ay, get you some money, they start acting Like you gotta reward them Diamonds on me like awards (like awards) She said she tired of that nigga, she bored (she bored) Stop talking her bag is way bigger than yours (bigger than yours) Stacking 'til my crib look like a resort (hey) Bad bitch, she straight from the West Coast (from the West Coast) I'm giving bars like it's Death Row (Death Row) She do it all for a check though I signed it up now my neck glow I swear that I just wanna ball with my niggas (ball with my niggas) I don't wanna tote being broke with you niggas Remember my pockets was smaller, they bigger I hit me a stain and ran off with the figures (true, true) |
Who Wrote Resort By Jay Critch?
Jason Critchlow
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What's The Duration Of The Resort By Jay Critch?The duration of Resort is 2:14 minutes and seconds. |
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