Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All I Wanted, artist - Jay Critch. Album song Signed with Love, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Talk Money
Song language: English
All I Wanted |
I got a bad bitch she hit my jack all day now I don’t even want her |
Sat in the trap all day now we sit in the mansion that’s all that we wanted |
Can’t show no love to nobody, don’t fuck with you niggas if I’m being honest |
Stay with duffle all up on me, the duffle bag on me its full of the hunnids |
Ran it up on this blue like Sonic, pull out the ghost and it’s haunted |
I don’t know why she think she a baddie |
Cause that pussy got bodies it’s haunted |
And I got me some bread now I’m on it |
Hop in the V and floor it, these niggas breeze like foreigns |
We gettin' green like florists |
Cartier frames look like I’m giving lessons |
Sippin' this drink cause a nigga be stressin', all of this money gon' send em a |
message |
I put the work in I’m fully invested |
When I was broke yeah I had enough sleep, now I get money so no I ain’t resting |
And in my city it’s never no peace, everyday niggas get hit and they resting |
I’m tryna make some dollars every second |
Get to it first and I don’t get it second |
When I was little just wanted a necklace |
These little niggas ain’t getting no check in |
Some of my niggas still doing some dirt and money be clean and that money be |
neat |
Shawty said she getting tired of working |
I flew her out and put her on a beach |
She let me fuck and she kept it discreet |
And when it’s smoke we kept it the streets |
I’m in the Benz it’s just me and my heat |
Guaranteed they won’t take nothing from me |
And they can try but they nothing like me |
It ain’t no tryouts to get on my team |
I swear that money turned me to a beast |
Maybach and I’m reclining the seats |
I got a bad bitch she hit my jack all day now I don’t even want her |
Sat in the trap all day now we sit in the mansion that’s all that we wanted |
Can’t show no love to nobody, don’t fuck with you niggas if I’m being honest |
Stay with duffle all up on me, the duffle bag on me its full of the hunnids |
Ran it up on this blue like Sonic, pull out the ghost and it’s haunted |
I don’t know why she think she a baddie |
Cause that pussy got bodies it’s haunted |
And I got me some bread now I’m on it |
Hop in the V and floor it, these niggas breeze like foreigns |
We gettin' green like florists |