Jay Critch - In & Out lyrics

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Jay Critch - In & Out lyrics

[Intro] Jay Critch hood fav KD from the way Justo what it do mane Yeah Wilson what the f** is up Brody Talk money gang you know In and out Took me to her crib I'm in and out you know Hit it and I leave it in her mouth you know Gang sh**, Talk Money gang 730 gang [Hook] She took me to her crib I'm in and out Hit it then I leave it in her mouth Boy I'm balling, crossover in and out He a scrub, he a burger, In-N-Out Ima fly to LA get some In-N-Out John Cena you can't see me cause my windows tinted now Secure the bag boy hop up in my birkin I secure that bag boy Ima flex on purpose [Verse] Secure that bag member when I wasn't worth sh** Secure that bag member my pockets was hurting Now I'm getting to it my smile worth a hunnit thou Girl ya old man put you through it he a burger, In-N-Out, In-N-Out Sipping muddy muddy like we in the south, Dirty south Pockets pudgy pudgy, pockets poking out sticking out She was average but now that thang poking out Tryna hit it like a savage tryna see what she about What you about ? In and out hit and leave it in her mouth All these racks I'm losing count, don't even know the amount In and out I'm flexing without a doubt I walk in I'm showing out b**hes f**ing for the clout I just upgraded from my old jawn Smoking trey pack yeah so gone She hit the weed asked why is it so strong Hit it from the back in my Goyard Yeah Hit it from the back with my clothes on Smoke some more pack then I doze off My white girl be snorting her nose off My white girl be snorting her nose off [Hook] She took me to her crib I'm in and out Hit it then I leave it in her mouth Boy I'm balling, crossover in and out He a scrub, he a burger, In-N-Out Ima fly to LA get some In-N-Out John Cena you can't see me cause my windows tinted now Secure the bag boy hop up in my birkin I secure that bag boy Ima flex on purpose [Outro] In and out yeah I'm flexing ain't no doubt In and out In and out she took me to her momma house In and out f**ed her right up on the couch Secure that bag boy