Jay Critch - Gifted

Jay Critch - Gifted Lyric

(Chulo)
Ayy

I'm just wakin' 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 diamonds 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 (hey)
I'm tryna put her on the hitlist
Diamonds on me and they grantin' her wishes
Now I cop it, couldn't get it for Christmas
And I swear I've been workin' the hardest
And my niggas is blessed, they gifted
Brody good with the shot like Harden (grrah)

I might do the Barclays, the Garden
'Member we used to steal outta Target
Now I got money and niggas hate so I got a long list of targets
I'll send that boy up like kites (up like kites)
I know the killers, they don't play nice (don't play nice)
I drop a bag and they slidin' tonight (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 (free throws)
And the streets made me go beast mode (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 (30)
And your whole gang look weak though
Them niggas shootin' 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 havin' no problems
Mask up, go run down, take all of the charges
Suit up walk in the court to say hi to Your Honor (hey)

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 movin' low still duckin' the one time (duckin' the one time)
Bad bitch let me hit for the one time (for the one time)
Them niggas don't want no money, I want mine (I want mine)
Hood fav', I done paved the way (hood fav')
Run it up like Amazing Race (Amazing Race)
New bag got me changin' states (changin' states)
Brand new whip gotta change the place
And we still get the packs and move it (jugg)
They don't get breesh, them boys is clueless
I was finessin' way before the music
He tried to take what's mine, he stupid (stupid)

I'm just wakin' 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 diamonds 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 grantin' her wishes
Now I cop it, couldn't get it for Christmas
And I swear I've been workin' the hardest
And my niggas is blessed, they gifted
Brody good with the shot like Harden