Criminal (12:49)
baby act like a criminal, messaging subliminals, fucking with your thoughts, i just came here for the thots, and anyone body who want to box, cause i aint with that fake shit, and if you is they dont even fucking say shit, you wanna be stunnin, but when trouble come you be gunning, im the type pop the trunk saying where my fucking gun at, rolling in my all white benz, so fuck you and all your lame ass friends, hit with the speedsters, tell your girl i no longer need her, last was fucking blur, woke up with messy hair and twelve grams of girl scout cookies bruh, three wax on a single dab, tell me what you know about that, like goku im supet sayian, im not bragging im just saying, hand me thicc girl in the whip, told her let me know see what you working with, give me head on the wave so im swrving, speeding down the highway, with the benz chripping, and my phone be blowing up, but im busy so im ignoring um, take her to the view, just so we could fucking screw, pack a bowl or two, make it four, baby hit the fucking floor, when she hear me fucking flow, the speakers about to be blow, and i know im be going hard, its the only way i know, like they say go big or go home, while i stay taking puffs to the dome, weed smoke up in my cerebral, on my way to make the cash flow, got honies at the front and back doors, cause they want some more can not ever get enough, gotta have cake so i can fucking eat it up, till im fucking stuffed, baby got have a grove, insta famous she be capping dudes, like dogs they just bark but i bite these is street rules
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baby act like a criminal, messaging subliminals, fucking with your thoughts, i just came here foe the thots, and anyone body who want to box, cause i aint with that fake shit, and if you is they dont even fucking say shit, you wanna be stunnin, but when trouble come you be gunning, im the type pop the trunk saying where my fucking gun at, rolling in my all white benz, so fuck you and all your lame ass friends, hit with the speedsters, tell your girl i no longer need her, last was fucking blur, woke up with messy hair and twelve grams of girl scout cookies bruh, three wax on a single dab, tell me what you know about that, like goku im supet sayian, im not bragging im just saying, hand me thicc girl in the whip, told her let me know see what you working with, give me head on the wave so im swrving, speeding down the highway, with the benz chripping, and my phone be blowing up, but im busy so im ignoring um, take her to the view, just so we could fucking screw, pack a bowl or two, make it four, baby hit the fucking floor, when she hear me fucking flow, the speakers about to be blow, and i know im be going hard, its the only way i know, like they say go big or go home, while i stay taking puffs to the dome, weed smoke up in my cerebral, on my way to make the cash flow, got honies at the front and back doors, cause they want some more can not ever get enough, gotta have cake so i can fucking eat it up, till im fucking stuffed, baby got have a grove, insta famous she be capping dudes, like dogs they just bark but i bite these is street rules