Official music video for Jay Critch's "Resort"

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Resort Lyrics: [Intro] Bro what's good bro? Talk money gang Nigga’s don't want no- (Hey) Niggas want no money They want somebody to go get it for them

[Chorus] These niggas don't want no money They want somebody to go get it for them (Go get it for them) Ay, get you some money, they start acting Like you gotta reward them Diamonds on me like awards (Like awards) She said she tired of that nigga, she bored Stop talking her bag is way bigger than yours (Than yours) Stacking ’til my crib look like a resort (Resort) Bad bitch, she straight from the West Coast (From the West Coast) I'm giving bars like it's Death Row She do it all for a check though I signed it up now my neck glow I swear that I just wanna ball with my niggas I don't wanna tote being broke with you niggas Remember my pockets was smaller, they bigger I ate me a steak and ran off with the figures

[Verse] She wanna come get involved with the nigga Hold up the money keep calling a nigga 'Til I know we go in the back with no swishers She wildin', I think I might have to dismiss her Another day another bag to go pick up She keep coming around me asking for liquor Keep my brothers with me, they never switch up Do it both, do the Bentley then switch up Diamond with me, you gone have to get picked up When the Maybach, then I want me a Fisker Diamonds flashing and you not in the picture I might smash it then I'm hitting her sister Stupid, I can turn your bitch into a model Hood fav, bitch I'm doing numbers like the lotto From the top seats, no space at the bottom Boss up, if it ain’t Kate what’s the problem (Hey)

[Chorus] These niggas don't want no money (Don’t want no money) They want somebody to go get it for them aye Ay, get you some money, they start acting Like you gotta reward them Diamonds on me like awards She said she tired of that nigga, she bored (She bored) Stop talking her bag is way bigger than yours (Bigger than yours) Stacking 'til my crib look like a resort (Hey) Bad bitch, she straight from the West Coast (From the West Coast) I'm giving bars like it's Death Row (Death Row) She do it all for a check though I signed it up now my neck glow I swear that I just wanna ball with my niggas I don’t wanna tote being broke with you niggas Remember my pockets was smaller, they bigger I ate me a steak and ran with the figures