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jay critch - punchy lyrics

[intro]
mm_mm
ayy, sh_t get dusty
(l boy)
ayy (they did him dusty)
(ayy, tony)
uh (hey)

[chorus]
i might still finesse like no, you can’t trust me (no, you can’t trust)
i don’t trust you, b_tch, she like she can’t trust me (i don’t trust you)
that lil’ ho too dirty, no, she can’t touch me (nah)
and this money dirty, made my hands dusty (made my hands dusty)
if they playin’ dirty, do they mans dusty (do they mans dusty)
got the bag and fumbled, you too d_mn clumsy (you too d_mn clumsy)
double cup too dirty, this sh_t d_mn dusty (lean)
shooters still gon’ score like no, they ain’t rusty (boom)
sittin’ in the trap, i got my pants dusty (got my pants dusty)
thought i was up with some grams on me (grams on me)
only had a few bands on me (bands on me)
type of sh_t of the d_mn punchy (yeah)
[verse]
servin’ xans, had real custy
nike tech had me rеal comfy (nike tech)
selling gas, walkеd right into the classroom like he smell musty (static)
and a n_gga went and ran it up real fast on ’em, but i ain’t russian (run it up)
ice on me got the hoes crushin’ (ice)
old friends comin’ back ’round like, “yo, bro, let me hold somethin'” (let me hold somethin’)
nah, bro, you can’t hold nothin’ (hold nothin’)
i’ma spend it with my day ones (yeah)
i’ma spend it with my main brothers (yeah)
and i told you that my day comin’ (hood fave)
they ain’t believe until my chain bussin’ (ice)
spanish b_tch kinda look white, but she ain’t russian (hey)
i done really went and hit juugs, had to stain somethin’ (yeah)
n_ggas hate, it don’t change nothin’ (nah)
n_ggas hate, it don’t stop sh_t (stop sh_t)
don’t get the wrong picture, we’re really paint brushin’ (boom)
‘member days i ain’t got sh_t (got sh_t)
hood fave get the block lit (hood fave)
ball monster like loch ness (thirty)
on the wave, we was plottin’ (thirty)
we ain’t really have options (d_mn)
now it’s all straight profit (profit)
pick a b_tch, got options (baddie)
pick a clip, got options (boom)
sh_t jumpin’ like mosh pit (mosh pit)
had the shottas go shoppin’ (shoppin’)
let it off, it’s a mob ting (it’s a mob ting, hey)
[chorus]
i might still finesse like no, you can’t trust me (no, you can’t trust)
i don’t trust you, b_tch, she like she can’t trust me (i don’t trust you)
that lil’ ho too dirty, no, she can’t touch me (she can’t touch me)
and this money dirty, made my hands dusty (made my hands dusty)
if they playin’ dirty, do they mans dusty (do they mans dusty)
got the bag and fumbled, you too d_mn clumsy (you too d_mn clumsy)
double cup too dirty, this sh_t d_mn dusty (lean)
shooters still gon’ score like no, they ain’t rusty (grraow)
sittin’ in the trap, i got my pants dusty (got my pants dusty)
thought i was up with some grams on me (grams on me)
only had a few bands on me (bands on me)
type of sh_t of the d_mn punchy (yeah)

- jay critch lyrics

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