
2021
2:26
Official Music Video
PC by Jay Critch
Lyrics & Translation
English
(Never make the honor roll)
Ayy, ayy
(Got a bankroll, I ain't make the, ayy)
Ayy
Talk Money Gang, nigga (Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll)
30
(Got a bankroll, I ain't, ayy)
Hood fav'
Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll
It's my time to shine, I told that bitch that it's her time to go
If they lock me up, then I'll be lying to your honor though
I got stripper hoes and the shooters got all kind of poles
If they wet you up, it ain't Fiji
Direct deposit touched down in my TD
When she see me backing out the foreign, she like, "Me, me"
Then she got upset because her friend wanted to eat me
And when they see you eating, broke niggas like PC
I know niggas capping, they like, "You gotta believe me"
I send out the package, brodie in the field receiving
Nigga, for them rackies, have you fighting with some demons
But it ain't no fighting, they gon' up it and delete 'em (30)
Hit that boy with arrows
Nigga, fuck a pint, we pouring lean up by the barrel
Bad bitch in Chicago, she got more chicken than Harold (Bad bitch in Chiraq)
Bad bitch in Chicago ride the dick like a bull
I swear she always hungry, eat the dick 'til she full
Think I signed with Lil Baby, I got four pockets full
Think a nigga born in Houston, I got more rockets
Huh, 30s at your door with choppers and they won't knock it
And my brodie still up in the trap, gotta go clock it
I swear that he pussy, he act tough 'cause the hoes watching
I swear I could outshine these niggas wearing no watches
Silly niggas worry 'bout my bag, tell 'em don't watch it
Think I'm from Japan how I hold chopsticks
'Member had to go out and finesse, I had no options
'Member when that back door was open, had to go lock it
I got a new baddie, old bitch say I'm so toxic
One up in that head, so I won't cock it
Old enemies and some new oppies
Nigga worth a check, I can't move sloppy
I got bougie hoes, but they too sloppy
I'ma start the wave and let you copy
Bullets like a wave, hit like tsunami
Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll
It's my time to shine, I told that bitch that it's her time to go
If they lock me up, then I'll be lying to your honor though
I got stripper hoes and the shooters got all kind of poles
If they wet you up, it ain't Fiji
Direct deposit touched down in my TD
When she see me backing out the foreign, she like, "Me, me"
Then she got upset because her friend wanted to eat me
And when they see you eating, broke niggas like PC
Never make the honor roll
Got a bankroll, I ain't make the, ayy
Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll
Got a bankroll, I ain't, ayy
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.

Spanish translation of PC by Jay Critch
PC* (original Jay Critch)
(Never make the honor roll)
Ayy, ayy
(Got a bankroll, I ain't make the, ayy)
Ayy
Talk Money Gang, nigga (Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll)
30
(Got a bankroll, I ain't, ayy)
Hood fav'
Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll
It's my time to shine, I told that bitch that it's her time to go
If they lock me up, then I'll be lying to your honor though
I got stripper hoes and the shooters got all kind of poles
If they wet you up, it ain't Fiji
Direct deposit touched down in my TD
When she see me backing out the foreign, she like, "Me, me"
Then she got upset because her friend wanted to eat me
And when they see you eating, broke niggas like PC
I know niggas capping, they like, "You gotta believe me"
I send out the package, brodie in the field receiving
Nigga, for them rackies, have you fighting with some demons
But it ain't no fighting, they gon' up it and delete 'em (30)
Hit that boy with arrows
Nigga, fuck a pint, we pouring lean up by the barrel
Bad bitch in Chicago, she got more chicken than Harold (Bad bitch in Chiraq)
Bad bitch in Chicago ride the dick like a bull
I swear she always hungry, eat the dick 'til she full
Think I signed with Lil Baby, I got four pockets full
Think a nigga born in Houston, I got more rockets
Huh, 30s at your door with choppers and they won't knock it
And my brodie still up in the trap, gotta go clock it
I swear that he pussy, he act tough 'cause the hoes watching
I swear I could outshine these niggas wearing no watches
Silly niggas worry 'bout my bag, tell 'em don't watch it
Think I'm from Japan how I hold chopsticks
'Member had to go out and finesse, I had no options
'Member when that back door was open, had to go lock it
I got a new baddie, old bitch say I'm so toxic
One up in that head, so I won't cock it
Old enemies and some new oppies
Nigga worth a check, I can't move sloppy
I got bougie hoes, but they too sloppy
I'ma start the wave and let you copy
Bullets like a wave, hit like tsunami
Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll
It's my time to shine, I told that bitch that it's her time to go
If they lock me up, then I'll be lying to your honor though
I got stripper hoes and the shooters got all kind of poles
If they wet you up, it ain't Fiji
Direct deposit touched down in my TD
When she see me backing out the foreign, she like, "Me, me"
Then she got upset because her friend wanted to eat me
And when they see you eating, broke niggas like PC
Never make the honor roll
Got a bankroll, I ain't make the, ayy
Got a bankroll, I ain't never make the honor roll
Got a bankroll, I ain't, ayy
PC (traducción LyricVerse Team)
(Nunca llegué al cuadro de honor)
Ayy, ayy
(Tengo un fajo, no lo hice, ayy)
Ayy
Talk Money Gang, nigga (Tengo un fajo, nunca llegué al cuadro de honor)
30
(Tengo un fajo, no, ayy)
El favorito del barrio
Tengo un fajo, nunca llegué al cuadro de honor
Es mi momento de brillar, le dije a esa perra que era su momento de irse
Si me encierran, entonces le estaré mintiendo a su señoría
Tengo putas strippers y los tiradores tienen todo tipo de armas
Si te mojan, no es Fiji
El depósito directo llegó a mi TD
Cuando me ve salir del extranjero, ella dice, "Yo, yo"
Luego se molestó porque su amiga quería comerme
Y cuando te ven comiendo, los negros sin dinero son como PC
Sé que los negros están mintiendo, dicen, "Tienes que creerme"
Envío el paquete, mi hermano en el campo lo recibe
Nigga, por esos billetes, te haré pelear con algunos demonios
Pero no hay pelea, lo van a subir y eliminarlos (30)
Golpea a ese chico con flechas
Nigga, a la mierda una pinta, estamos sirviendo lean por barril
Perra mala en Chicago, tiene más pollo que Harold (Perra mala en Chiraq)
Perra mala en Chicago monta la verga como un toro
Juro que siempre tiene hambre, come la verga hasta que se llena
Creo que firmé con Lil Baby, tengo cuatro bolsillos llenos
Creo que un negro nació en Houston, tengo más cohetes
Huh, 30s en tu puerta con helicópteros y no van a tocar
Y mi hermano todavía está en la trampa, tiene que ir a fichar
Juro que es un cobarde, se hace el duro porque las putas están mirando
Juro que podría eclipsar a estos negros sin relojes
Negros tontos se preocupan por mi dinero, diles que no lo miren
Creo que soy de Japón por cómo sostengo los palillos
Recuerda que tuve que salir y estafar, no tenía opciones
Recuerda cuando esa puerta trasera estaba abierta, tuve que ir a cerrarla
Tengo una nueva chica mala, la vieja perra dice que soy muy tóxico
Una en esa cabeza, así que no la amartillaré
Viejos enemigos y algunos nuevos oponentes
Nigga vale un cheque, no puedo moverme descuidadamente
Tengo putas presumidas, pero son demasiado descuidadas
Voy a empezar la ola y dejarte copiar
Balas como una ola, golpean como un tsunami
Tengo un fajo, nunca llegué al cuadro de honor
Es mi momento de brillar, le dije a esa perra que era su momento de irse
Si me encierran, entonces le estaré mintiendo a su señoría
Tengo putas strippers y los tiradores tienen todo tipo de armas
Si te mojan, no es Fiji
El depósito directo llegó a mi TD
Cuando me ve salir del extranjero, ella dice, "Yo, yo"
Luego se molestó porque su amiga quería comerme
Y cuando te ven comiendo, los negros sin dinero son como PC
Nunca llegué al cuadro de honor
Tengo un fajo, no lo hice, ayy
Tengo un fajo, nunca llegué al cuadro de honor
Tengo un fajo, no, ayy
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