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blender - jay critch lyrics

[intro]
crobz
basso
you know i speak for the city when i rap, i’m the hood favorite you know that sh*t man
talk money gang, big tme
rest in peace the guys man, imma live it up for the guys
can’t never stress that little sh*t, that sh*t ain’t nothing
took big losses, man that sh*t ain’t nothing
having this sh*t man, big talk money sh*t
signt the world up, 30!

[chorus]
i could never stress a loss, i ain’t worried ’bout it cause i’m having sh*t
in the spot i’m looking for the baddest b*tch
eating good, a table full of savages
and i’m not with the, he say she say, shooters run down with the sticks like relay
dior hoodie on me look like a towel
water on me, it’s a beach day
hood fav, let me talk to the trenches
we was trapping right on the park benches
while you pushing your kid on the swing
we was pushing whatever you mentioned
what you need, we got low and expensive
i pop out and i’m looking expensive
see the talking, i’m feeling the tension
big toolie, put you in the blender
[verse 1]
don’t be a hero, this not the avengers
my brodie gone, now we gotta avenge him
and if they spin, we return ’em to sender
and that’s god n*gga
give it back to my moms just for them days used to pray to god with us
she the reason why i go hard with it
clips loaded and the cars tinted
chip reading all the cards hitting, and it’s real sh*t b*tch it’s authentic
crib with the pool, my wrist on jacuzzi
know n*ggas changing their life off the ue’s
big body whip, i can’t fit in the two seat
i gotta put all my trust in my toolie
run up, i make it start singing like toosii

[chorus]
i could never stress a loss, i ain’t worried ’bout it cause i’m having sh*t
in the spot i’m looking for the baddest b*tch
eating good, a table full of savages
and i’m not with the, he say she say, shooters run down with the sticks like relay
dior hoodie on me look like a towel
water on me, it’s a beach day
hood fav, let me talk to the trenches
we was trapping right on the park benches
while you pushing your kid on the swing
we was pushing whatever you mentioned
what you need, we got low and expensive
i pop out and i’m looking expensive
see the talking, i’m feeling the tension
big toolie, put you in the blender
[verse 2]
top down in the middle of summer, my wrist is still in december
i don’t like these n*ggas and imma make it known, b*tch it’s only the members
big ice on the chains, and i wear this sh*t wherever whenever
shorty pull up back then she try to curve, gave her d*ck to remember
she a bird, i ain’t picking no feathers
i was broke, had to drip in the skechers
n*ggas p*ssy, they itching to tell
brodie still in the kitchen with bales
feeling good, put a b*tch in chanel
sike, i’m with the gang throw it up like bikes
when i was young, wanna ball like mike
it ain’t work out, but i still got stripes
stripes in the streets and its stripes in the blue hunnids
i’m in the v with the strap like, ‘who want it?’
we got this sh*t out the dirt like dune buggies
you try to take it from me and you doomed
cartier changing the color of rooms
i’m in bk where they giving out tombs
think it’s the ape cause we still having brooms
you could get facetime’d, you could get zoom’d

- jay critch lyrics

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