Lyrics Gifted - Jay Critch

Gifted

Chulo
Aye
I’m just waking back up off the lean
From the hood with the trappers and fiends
Sell out the show used to see in my dreams
I got the damage that kick like Tekken
Talk on the net we send you a message
I got the chop I’m not tryna wrestle
But I will pop all niggas no questions (that's a fact)
And my niggas will slide and flip shit
Bad bitch look good with the lipstick
I’m tryna put her on the hitlist
Diamonds on me and they granting her wishes
Now I copped it couldn’t get it for Christmas
And I swear I’ve been working the hardest
And my niggas is blessed they gifted
Brody good with the shot like Harden
I might do the Barclays, the Garden
Remember we used to steal out the Target
Now I got money and niggas hate so I got a long list of targets
I sent a boy up like kites, I know the killers they don’t play nice
I drive a bag and they sliding tonight
Don’t make me have to decide on your life
And they really would do it for free
Crossed the line two shots like free throws
The streets made me go beast mode
Gotta get the shit double for Nico (Nico's world)
And I put up for 3−0
I’m in LA do the dash on Pico
And your whole gang look weak though
Them niggas shooting at innocent people
For the fam I do it all I’m with all of the drama
Spend my last dollar just to make sure they ain’t having no problems
Mask up go run down take all of the charges
Suit up walk in the corner say hi to your honor
Two chops that’s Cosmo and Wanda (Two chops that’s Cosmo and Wanda)
She so bad I had to rewind her
In the foreign all black Wakanda
And the soldiers out there on the frontline
I’m moving low still thugging it one time
Bad bitch let me hit for the one time
Them niggas don’t want no money I want mine
Hood fav I done paved the way
Run it up like Amazing race
New bag got me changing states
Brand new whip gotta change the place
And we still get the packs and move it
They don’t get breached them boys is clueless
I was finessing way before the music
He tried to take what’s mine he stupid
I’m just waking back up off the lean
From the hood with the trappers and fiends
Sell out the show used to see in my dreams
I got the damage that kick like Tekken
Talk on the net we send you a message
I got the chop I’m not tryna wrestle
But I will pop all niggas no questions
And my niggas will slide and flip shit
Bad bitch look good with the lipstick
I’m tryna put her on the hitlist
Diamonds on me and they granting her wishes
Now I copped it couldn’t get it for Christmas
And I swear I’ve been working the hardest
And my niggas is blessed they gifted
Brody good with the shot like Harden