Listen to I Don't Answer (Explicit) song with lyrics from Jay Critch

I Don't Answer (Explicit)

Jay Critch, Famous Dex, Rich The Kid16 Jun 2017

I Don't Answer (Explicit) Lyrics

i did the most for the bands

niggas can't tell me shit

new ice and it dance

swimming like phelps and shit

she wanna f**k on my mans

i might go sell ya bitch

i count my bread in advance

i don't need help with it

i pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought

i'm just scoring like the answer

she call my phone what about, i'm in her mouth

she too boring, i don't answer

i'm in the club with an ounce, stand on the couch

chain lookin' like the dancers

we get in, get it out, diamonds they shout

diamonds on me throw a tantrum

pour a six in a fanta

f**k your lil bitch, give her gifts like i'm santa

i got lil bitch, she a dancer

i just might put her on camera

wait, f**kin' her mouth

matter fact kickin' her out, can't stay in my house

run to that cheese like a mouse

pounds they right in the couch

wait, i make the money look easy

she want a bag, you cannot be greedy

look at my ap it's freezing

yeezys on, check the season

wait, they tryna copy the wave

too many chains like a slave

i was broke, now i'm paid

poppin' two pills then i geek on the stage(dexter)

ayy, i did the most for the bands

niggas can't tell me shit

new ice and it dance

swimming like phelps and shit

she wanna f**k on my mans

i might go sell ya bitch

i count my bread in advance

i don't need help with it

i pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought

i'm just scoring like the answer

she call my phone what about, i'm in her mouth

she too boring, i don't answer

i'm in the club with an ounce, stand on the couch

chain lookin' like the dancers

we get in, get it out, diamonds they shout

diamonds on me throw a tantrum

diamonds on me throw a tantrum

got the rari, park the phantom

paparazzi with the cameras

we keep flexin', they can't stand it

quarter mil stashed in the couch

i'm in her mouth

fly the birds down south

the brick is official, i stamp it

she wanna be, remember ride in the camry

money is close

born with a hundred, i'm doin' the most

i gotta boast

these rappers is fraud, really they broke

we got a mac

audemar arm, givenchy my tag

we got the cash

stuff fifty racks in the paper bag

ayy, i did the most for the bands

niggas can't tell me shit

new ice and it dance

swimming like phelps and shit

she wanna f**k on my mans

i might go sell ya bitch

i count my bread in advance

i don't need help with it

i pour the lean by the ounce, never a drought

i'm just scoring like the answer

she call my phone what about, i'm in her mouth

she too boring, i don't answer

i'm in the club with an ounce, stand on the couch

chain lookin' like the dancers

we get in, get it out, diamonds they shout

 

diamonds on me throw a tantrum