Jay Critch – Bronny (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Jay Critch - Bronny (prod. Laron)

Jay Critch is back with a new track titled “Bronny”. Listen, watch the video, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Laron.

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Jay Critch hasn’t released a project in nearly two years but still, he’s remained active as ever. He’s continued to flood the streets with loose records that have shown some growth as fans anticipate his next move. This week, the rapper returned with his latest offering which pays homage to LeBron James’ son. The single, titled “Bronny,” is a bouncy banger that finds Critch showcasing his lyrical dexterity. He slides on the production with quick-witted puns and plenty of sex references as he defines his status as a young playboy.

Jay Critch – Bronny (prod. Laron)

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Lyrics

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Don’t give a fuck what the boy gotta say
At the end of the day he know he could get hurt
I got a check so I’m having my way
Heard they ran out of red so I’m sipping on purp
Ball in New York like I’m Caris Levert
Was in the block but now I’m in the vert
Smoke on the pound I got bags of the turch
That nigga scared tell that boy go to church
She off the liquor she mix with the purp
I pop a yellow I jump off the Earth
My bro a shooter that nigga ain’t messy
He clean it up when he doing the dirt
Hit from the back and she wettin’ my shirt
Hit from the back and she make a tsunami
Bust down Cartier staying on time
Young and balling like I’m playing with Bronny

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
Break the code you know we gotta find em
He be hiding its okay we gone find him
He ain’t’ shinin’ ain’t no way those is diamonds
He be cappin’ in his rap he just rhyming
Steak and lobster and I still do the ramen
Tell em’ pay me tell them niggas to write a check
Diamonds punching, you get hit with the right and left
Mike Amiri and I still do the Nike Tech
I put the baddie in Chanel cuz she like to flex
She pop a molly and she give me hyper sex
I’m balling like I was wearing some hyperdunks
You know a nigga been getting all types of checks
I’m in Cali in a crib in the mountains
Hood Fave I got racks in the safe
Them m’s coming I need 20 accountants
Gotta get my niggas out public housing

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Don’t give a fuck what the boy gotta say
At the end of the day he know he could get hurt
I got a check so I’m having my way
Heard they ran out of red so I’m sipping on purp
Ball in New York like I’m Caris Levert
Was in the block but now I’m in the vert
Smoke on the pound I got bags of the turch
That nigga scared tell that boy go to church
She off the liquor she mix with the purp
I pop a yellow I jump off the Earth
My bro a shooter that nigga ain’t messy
He clean it up when he doing the dirt
Hit from the back and she wettin’ my shirt
Hit from the back and she make a tsunami
Bust down Cartier staying on time
Young and balling like I’m playing with Bronny

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