Back From London

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid] Just got back from London You know how I'm bomin' Balenciagas on me Bank rolls coming Aye cookie by the onion Turn nothing into something Aye Fendi, Masi, stunting Lotta blue cheese coming Blue cheese on the way though I was fucking up a bank roll Turn nothing into something I was broke now I'm stunting Twelve watching gotta lay low Blow the racks like play doh I was broke man I couldn't afford it Nowadays I pull up in a foreign [Verse 1: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid] I'ma block her if she keep calling Huh, Rich Forever, still balling Maybach is [?] BK that's Jay Critch I was broke, got a broke wrist Hundred bands now I ice it Bentley truck just me and Rich Hundred bands gotta make it flip I'm the man and she notice it I got money now she can't get over it Huh niggas that hated, we balling Pull up Bugatti, I'm sorry I drop a dub on a ring She want Chanel and Céline She want Chanel and a ring But she cannot get a thing Rich Forever bitch I ball like the ref She in the back of the 'bach with Dex Jugging up packs on packs, who next? I need the racks on racks to flex Call up my shooter he at your neck I get the moolah, I fuck the rest [Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid] Just got back from London You know how I'm bomin' Balenciagas on me Bank rolls coming Aye cookie by the onion Turn nothing into something Aye Fendi, Masi, stunting Lotta blue cheese coming Blue cheese on the way though I was fucking up a bank roll Turn nothing into something I was broke now I'm stunting Twelve watching gotta lay low Blow the racks like play doh I was broke man I couldn't afford it Nowadays I pull up in a foreign [Verse 2: Jay Critch & Rich The kid] Aye green cabbage gotta have it Aye smoking jattic, living lavish My bitch ain't average, rockstar Zoe Kravitz She seen the fabric Goyard, let me smash it I'ma smash it, attack it, pass it I'm bending the bitch over backwards Rolling with too many bankrolls, hundos I ran them up for the blue notes Walk around with the green on me, like Rondo Too much money that it can't fold Justo just got a elbow Cash it, Rack it Aye 50K on a back end [Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid] Just got back from London You know how I'm bomin' Balenciagas on me Bank rolls coming Aye cookie by the onion Turn nothing into something Aye Fendi, Masi, stunting Lotta blue cheese coming Blue cheese on the way though I was fucking up a bank roll Turn nothing into something I was broke now I'm stunting Twelve watching gotta lay low Blow the racks like play doh I was broke man I couldn't afford it Nowadays I pull up in a foreign