Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smutty , by - Jay Critch. Release date: 01.11.2018
Song language: English
Smutty |
| I pick up the figures, go home, and come right back |
| Flooded every finger, every stone is an ice cat |
| Diamonds on me swingin' and they hittin' and they fight back |
| When you get the chicken they be switchin', it’s just like that |
| Ayy, I been on a mission and she like that |
| I just spent an hour in the club and made a light bag |
| I just pull up in that Bentley truck and got 'em type mad |
| I ain’t even really wanna fuck her but she type bad |
| I ain’t even wanna hit |
| I’ma get a new ho, right back on my Smutty shit |
| Walkin' with the blue notes, bitch I got a ton of it |
| I’m talkin' 'bout new dough, they’re not hearin' none of it |
| I pick up the phone, call up the dawgs and put the hounds on you |
| We not pullin' up unless you got more than a pound on you |
| We ain’t tryna re-up, niggas runnin' down on you |
| When you start to move up, they start talkin' down on you |
| I’m like fuck it, that shit cool though |
| I just got a new check, walkin' with the blue notes |
| Before I had a blue check I was fuckin' new hoes |
| She think that she wifey but I don’t really do those |
| When I’m pullin' off I gotta floss up in the two door |
| Had to turn myself into the boss like it’s Hugo |
| I don’t even want her 'less the cause got a few O’s |
| I know shawty want it, breakin' bitches like it’s sumo |
| I pick up the figures, go home, and come right back |
| Flooded every finger, every stone is an ice cat |
| Diamonds on me swingin' and they hittin' and they fight back |
| When you get the chicken they be switchin', it’s just like that |
| Ayy, I been on a mission and she like that |
| I just spent an hour in the club and made a light bag |
| I just pull up in that Bentley truck and got 'em type mad |
| I ain’t even really wanna fuck her but she type bad |
| I ain’t even wanna hit |
| I’ma get a new ho, right back on my Smutty shit |
| Walkin' with the blue notes, bitch I got a ton of it |
| I’m talkin' 'bout new dough, they’re not hearin' none of it |
| Hood fave, had to level up |
| I made all these raps in one day with the bezel up |
| No key, I just press a button, engine revvin' up |
| Lowkey they don’t want no problems, boy don’t press your luck |
| I’ma break her heart, baby I’m the top Smut (Top Smutty) |
| All these bitches eatin' like the fuckin' potluck |
| She gon' pop the pussy, bankroll, pop the clutch |
| He be poppin' shit, smoke a nigga like a dutch |
| But I be smokin' pounds of gelato out the Backwoods |
| That nigga ain’t really from the streets, he just act hood |
| My niggas gon' run off on the plug if the pack good |
| If I’m on the block then I’m ballin' just like Shaq would |
| I pick up the figures, go home, and come right back |
| Flooded every finger, every stone is an ice cat |
| Diamonds on me swingin' and they hittin' and they fight back |
| When you get the chicken they be switchin', it’s just like that |
| Ayy, I been on a mission and she like that |
| I just spent an hour in the club and made a light bag |
| I just pull up in that Bentley truck and got 'em type mad |
| I ain’t even really wanna fuck her but she type bad |
| I ain’t even wanna hit |
| I’ma get a new ho, right back on my Smutty shit |
| Walkin' with the blue notes, bitch I got a ton of it |
| I’m talkin' 'bout new dough, they’re not hearin' none of it |