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lirik lagu jay critch – hustle music

[intro]
b-tch i’m a hustler, that’s in my genes (hey)

[chorus]
soon as the rackies come in, i be countin’ it up, ayy
every day thanking god that a n-gga got on with the team, yeah
i’ma go to the bank, take out something to fill up my jeans
b-tch i’m a hustler, that’s in my genes, yeah
i’m talking money so what do you mean?
i hear all the hate, but i don’t be givin’ a d-mn, too high off the lean
say you got the bands, say you got the green, n-gga, in your dreams
that b-tch wanna f-ck me now, i’m kicking her out, kickin’ celene
jump in the ‘rari and i’m out, the engine so loud, it’s leavin’ a steam

[verse 1]
ayy, i’ma leave it in her mouth, babysitter, she be swallowin’ seed
get the money in and out, like i’m flippin’ burgers, i want extra cheese
you gotta get this on cam, diamonds flashin’ like i told ’em say cheese
we still run up in your house, if you got it, then i need all the p’s
rocks on my neck like boulders
stop with the flex, you bogus
drop like a three in my soda
i’m ballin’, shootin’ threes from the corner
i remember used to be on the corner
give me brain ’til i be in a coma
give me brain like degrees, i don’t wanna
pinky ring four degrees and it’s froze up
all this money i can’t trust, came from the dust
get the bag, that’s a must
no more aces so we f-ckin’ up l-st
you ain’t talking cash, just keep it on hush
i’m in that big body, i was just on the bus
your b-tch probably wanna hop in with us
y’all ain’t eatin’, n-ggas havin’ your lunch
she be eatin’ like my name cap’n crunch
diamonds weavin’ and they packin’ a punch
my life an action movie, i be havin’ to stunt
my shoes bl–dy like i’m stabbin’ it up
carats on me like a rabbit and stuff
if i pull up on her with all this designer, then i bet she fallin’ in love
i woke up and got a whole lot of commas, i think i might go spend a dub

[verse 2]
you ain’t never trapped, pushed no weight
diamonds on my chain hold more weight
movin’ with the strap, it’s on aim
prada with the straps like it’s ’08
i just want the brain, she a throwaway
blunt full of gas, it’s propane
sip on the lean, feel no pain
i won’t switch on the gang, it’s no way
gotta get it, how could you do nothing?
got a headache, the jattic is bustin’
and they won’t come around ’til you buzzin’
when the cameras come on, they start frontin’
shorty doing tricks, she stuntin’
but she always makin’ a scene
i’ma cut it off, makin’ her leave
i been working, i done made me some green
i gotta flex like i’m working out
if you talking money, we’ll work it out
don’t need no wallet, it’s big amounts
‘member my pockets was in a drought
she told me she want it in her mouth
these n-ggas burgers like in-n-out
we was hitting stains like, “you in or out?”
if i make it rain, she could get a house
they can feel the pain
i hop in the booth just to get it out
i get it all off the muscle
you better learn how to hustle
n-ggas gon’ waste your time
tryna take your shine, so why would i trust you?
livin’ too fast, i’m getting the bag, and making it double

- lirik lagu jay critch

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