Bully
By Jay Critch
2019
2:43
Official Music Video
Bully by Jay Critch
Lyrics & Translation
English
On my block, they pushing weight, them niggas bullies
That bitch tried to play me, had to get back on my bully
Got them racks up, 100k stuffed in my hoodie
New VVS's, diamonds shooting, loaded fully (ay)
Lot of grams up in my hood, tell me what you want
All my niggas eating good, like the restaurant
My bitch look like Meagan Good, she get what she want
First she hop up on the wood, then she do a stunt
Better watch yo back, this shit get dangerous
Looking at this money, guess I'm famous
Soon as you go and make some money, they start changing
Cut them off cause I got no time for the lame shit
I just hopped up in that Maserati, hit a lane switch
She can't be my wifey, she a thottie, I can't claim it
I just told her "keep giving me head" till she brainless
Every morning, hop up out my bed, count some franklins
I been talking money, what you said, different language
Diamonds like a blizzard, get a sled, I can't tame it
Pouring up that lean, I'm sipping meds, cookie fragrance
She too thirsty, she get no respect, she a lame bitch
I keep working, shit don't never end, till my gang rich
She just want me cause I'm getting dressed, in Balmain shit
In that foreign, told her make a left, by the bank bitch
Still up in my hood, I never left, on that gang shit
I'm counting all of my blessings
I'm counting all of the racks
I'm never folding or pressing
I'm never holding back
I'm a young nigga I'm flexing, I bet she notice that
I remember I losing, I'm never going back
You keep talking like you shooting, but you never hold the strap
Nigga, I used to run off with the packs, I'm giving you facts
I used to go and sit up in the trap, I'm tryna get back
She looking good and her ass looking fat, I hit from the back
On my block, they pushing weight, them niggas bullies
That bitch tried to play me, had to get back on my bully
Got them racks up, 100k stuffed in my hoodie
New VVS's, diamonds shooting, loaded fully (ay)
Lot of grams up in my hood, tell me what you want
All my niggas eating good, like the restaurant
My bitch look like Meagan Good, she get what she want
First she hop up on the wood, then she do a stunt
Better watch yo back, this shit get dangerous
Looking at this money, guess I'm famous
Soon as you go and make some money, they start changing
Cut them off cause I got no time for the lame shit
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Bully by Jay Critch
Bully* (original Jay Critch)
On my block, they pushing weight, them niggas bullies
That bitch tried to play me, had to get back on my bully
Got them racks up, 100k stuffed in my hoodie
New VVS's, diamonds shooting, loaded fully (ay)
Lot of grams up in my hood, tell me what you want
All my niggas eating good, like the restaurant
My bitch look like Meagan Good, she get what she want
First she hop up on the wood, then she do a stunt
Better watch yo back, this shit get dangerous
Looking at this money, guess I'm famous
Soon as you go and make some money, they start changing
Cut them off cause I got no time for the lame shit
I just hopped up in that Maserati, hit a lane switch
She can't be my wifey, she a thottie, I can't claim it
I just told her "keep giving me head" till she brainless
Every morning, hop up out my bed, count some franklins
I been talking money, what you said, different language
Diamonds like a blizzard, get a sled, I can't tame it
Pouring up that lean, I'm sipping meds, cookie fragrance
She too thirsty, she get no respect, she a lame bitch
I keep working, shit don't never end, till my gang rich
She just want me cause I'm getting dressed, in Balmain shit
In that foreign, told her make a left, by the bank bitch
Still up in my hood, I never left, on that gang shit
I'm counting all of my blessings
I'm counting all of the racks
I'm never folding or pressing
I'm never holding back
I'm a young nigga I'm flexing, I bet she notice that
I remember I losing, I'm never going back
You keep talking like you shooting, but you never hold the strap
Nigga, I used to run off with the packs, I'm giving you facts
I used to go and sit up in the trap, I'm tryna get back
She looking good and her ass looking fat, I hit from the back
On my block, they pushing weight, them niggas bullies
That bitch tried to play me, had to get back on my bully
Got them racks up, 100k stuffed in my hoodie
New VVS's, diamonds shooting, loaded fully (ay)
Lot of grams up in my hood, tell me what you want
All my niggas eating good, like the restaurant
My bitch look like Meagan Good, she get what she want
First she hop up on the wood, then she do a stunt
Better watch yo back, this shit get dangerous
Looking at this money, guess I'm famous
Soon as you go and make some money, they start changing
Cut them off cause I got no time for the lame shit
Bully (traducción LyricVerse Team)
En mi cuadra, están moviendo peso, esos niggas son matones
Esa perra intentó jugarme, tuve que volver a mi modo matón
Tengo los billetes, 100k metidos en mi sudadera
Nuevos VVS, diamantes brillando, cargado completamente (ay)
Muchos gramos en mi barrio, dime qué quieres
Todos mis niggas comiendo bien, como el restaurante
Mi perra se parece a Meagan Good, ella consigue lo que quiere
Primero se sube a la madera, luego hace una acrobacia
Mejor cuida tu espalda, esta mierda se pone peligrosa
Mirando este dinero, supongo que soy famoso
Tan pronto como haces dinero, empiezan a cambiar
Los corto porque no tengo tiempo para tonterías
Acabo de subirme a ese Maserati, cambié de carril
Ella no puede ser mi esposa, es una puta, no puedo reclamarla
Le acabo de decir 'sigue dándome sexo oral' hasta que quede sin cerebro
Cada mañana, me levanto de la cama, cuento algunos franklins
He estado hablando de dinero, ¿qué dijiste?, idioma diferente
Diamantes como una ventisca, consigue un trineo, no puedo domarlos
Sirviendo esa lean, estoy bebiendo medicinas, fragancia a galleta
Ella tiene demasiada sed, no recibe respeto, es una perra tonta
Sigo trabajando, esta mierda nunca termina, hasta que mi pandilla sea rica
Ella solo me quiere porque me visto, con ropa Balmain
En ese extranjero, le dije que girara a la izquierda, por el banco, perra
Todavía en mi barrio, nunca me fui, en esa mierda de pandilla
Estoy contando todas mis bendiciones
Estoy contando todos los billetes
Nunca me rindo ni presiono
Nunca me contengo
Soy un nigga joven, estoy presumiendo, apuesto a que ella lo nota
Recuerdo que estaba perdiendo, nunca voy a volver
Sigues hablando como si dispararas, pero nunca sostienes el arma
Nigga, solía huir con los paquetes, te estoy dando hechos
Solía ir y sentarme en la trampa, estoy tratando de recuperarme
Ella se ve bien y su trasero se ve gordo, la golpeo por detrás
En mi cuadra, están moviendo peso, esos niggas son matones
Esa perra intentó jugarme, tuve que volver a mi modo matón
Tengo los billetes, 100k metidos en mi sudadera
Nuevos VVS, diamantes brillando, cargado completamente (ay)
Muchos gramos en mi barrio, dime qué quieres
Todos mis niggas comiendo bien, como el restaurante
Mi perra se parece a Meagan Good, ella consigue lo que quiere
Primero se sube a la madera, luego hace una acrobacia
Mejor cuida tu espalda, esta mierda se pone peligrosa
Mirando este dinero, supongo que soy famoso
Tan pronto como haces dinero, empiezan a cambiar
Los corto porque no tengo tiempo para tonterías
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