Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In LA, artist - Jay Critch. Date of issue: 05.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
In LA |
| Ayy |
| Jay Critch, Hood Fav (Beat— Beat— Beat—) |
| That’s why I don’t write this shit |
| (Beat Boy taught me, Beat Boy taught me) |
| Yeah |
| In my trap, it ain’t no discounts or no coupons (No coupons) |
| Pushed the wrong button, now the roof gone |
| I’m on some big money shit, nigga, fuck you on? |
| (Fuck you on?) |
| Still standing tall, niggas folding like futons |
| Got the tool on, I dare a nigga move wrong (I dare a nigga move wrong and shit) |
| Act a fool on, I’ll let it off and you gone (Boom, boom) |
| I’ll bring some bands to your block and put your crew on (Put your crew on) |
| I’ll cut my hand off so I don’t need a new arm (Cut off my hand) |
| I’ll still be the man when my grandkids in schoolyards (I'll still be the man) |
| Talk that money, little niggas funny like Duval |
| And these niggas' money too short, need a new job |
| In LA, I’m bumping Too $hort, money too tall |
| If I call the hitters right now, they gon' shoot y’all (Baow) |
| Tell these niggas go and pipe down, they ain’t do nothing (They ain’t do |
| nothing) |
| Double cup calm me right down like woosah |
| These rappers living two lives, keep on telling new lies (Keep on telling new |
| lies) |
| Know niggas that stick up, aim at your medulla (Aim at your medulla) |
| Money called, I picked up, look at how the crew drive (Look at how the crew) |
| Some niggas had switched up, they worse than the new guys (They worse than the |
| new) |
| I don’t give two shits, niggas worth two flies |
| Run up on my crew wrong, I’ma let two fly (Two) |
| And I might do wrong, but at least I move right (Right) |
| Two diamond chains hitting like they got in two fights (Ice) |
| I don’t know who telling, a nigga like you might (Might) |
| VVS’s late night shining in the moonlight |
| I’m moving with some shooters and I’m moving with some felons (Moving with some |
| felons) |
| These bitches gonna do you, they’ll finesse you if you let 'em |
| Need a M&M up in the account and that’s a melon (Melon) |
| With the dogs, if I sic 'em on 'em, they gon' get 'em (Get 'em) |
| And my pockets large, remember I was scraping up the pennies |
| I made a way, it’s hard, but a nigga balling like I’m Penny |
| Ten car garage, young nigga want it, I’ma get it (30) |
| Go and do some fraud shit and turn your back and then regret it (30) |
| I was broking laws, but up in the trap, I had good credit (Jugg) |
| Nigga moving off and he got the packs, he getting shredded (Jugg, jugg) |
| Thinking shit is soft, nigga, once it’s up, we never dead it |
| Don’t get X-ed out playing games, ice on me shredding (Ice on me shredding) |
| Brodie got good aim, that boy got medals (That boy got medals) |
| When them niggas hit your corner, the pedal down to the metal (Skrrt) |
| Shooters send you right to Hell and make you dance with the Devil |
| In my trap, it ain’t no discounts or no coupons (No coupons) |
| Pushed the wrong button, now the roof gone |
| I’m on some big money shit, nigga, fuck you on? |
| (Fuck you on?) |
| Still standing tall, niggas folding like futons |
| Got the tool on, I dare a nigga move wrong (I dare a nigga move wrong and shit) |
| Act a fool on, I’ll let it off and you gone (Boom, boom) |
| I’ll bring some bands to your block and put your crew on (Put your crew on) |
| I’ll cut my hand off so I don’t need a new arm (Cut off my hand) |