Tournaments

Ayy Jay Critch, Hood Fav Ayy, yeah 30, hey Look (let's go) More problems that come with more money More chops, now I'm hot they all want me I got, heat on my side, I got, angels above me Niggas thinkin' they takin' somethin' from me, they all dummies Talkin' money I need all of it Runnin' down, 30's call a blitz Ice on me like a swollen wrist Know I'm ballin' like the tournaments Bad bitch she from overseas so I fly her out, I imported it Twenty G's out of MIA, and I blew the bag but its more of it Cut her off, I got more of it Niggas say they real, I ain't sure of it Blue strips I got new cake, tryna make a movie like Blu-Ray Get some new titties for my new bae, up her ratin' like 2K Brodie came home caught a new case Gotta pour the pint, get a new case We don't fuck with 'em cause they two faced Blew the bag, got a new plate Still hustle like when we was trappin' We was trappin' on the school days (jugg, jugg) Early mornin' gettin' high on the block The reason why we got to school late I'm like fuck it, I ain't goin' to class 'Cause I'm tryna make a few plays (jugg, jugg) Fuck the teachers, they all tried to fail me Now I pass in the new Wraith 'Member she was clearin' for a few K Me and bro finessed and found a new wave I can't let a nigga play me, I'll turn this shit to doomsday And shorty sayin' that she hate me Stick it in her mouth like toothpaste I was Ayy, I was down and they ain't show me love 'Fore you go and switch up, should've told me what it was Perkys callin', make it hard to slow down on them drugs Kick that bitch right to the curb before I kick the cup You play with that money you fumble the bag, we pickin' it up They actin' like they was there in the past, that shit is a dub These niggas could never get on the team, 'cause these niggas scrubs Whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta beams, we lightin' you up More problems that come with more money More chops, now I'm hot they all want me I got, heat on my side, I got, angels above me Niggas thinkin' they takin' somethin' from me, they all dummies (hey) Talkin' money I need all of it Runnin' down, 30's call a blitz Ice on me like a swollen wrist Know I'm ballin' like the tournaments Bad bitch she from overseas so I fly her out, I imported it Twenty G's out of MIA, and I blew the bag but its more of it Cut her off, I got more of it Niggas say they real, I ain't sure of it Blue strips I got new cake, tryna make a movie like Blu-Ray Get some new titties for my new bae, up her ratin' like 2K Brodie came home caught a new case Gotta pour the pint, get a new case --- Tournaments - Jay Critch