Criminal (feat. 33Doce)

That shit criminal
That shit criminal yeah
That shit criminal

GOLD on my neck
Cost a arm and leg
New wave, board it with the set
I care too much bout friends
Make a grand to make amends
I grand slam that to pretend
That this ramen opulence
That this four room is the Ritz
I click send
Ma said to go Ayn Rand to save yo kin
Make it make sense
Sometimes feel all i do is contradict
Pray that comet finally hit
That mad max speak my language
Fantasy, that bed is wet
Crystal Lust, that horny gem
I want Garnet in my shit
Bedroom garnish with that scent
Pussy gold flake i'm nervous
I get cold feet i dive in
Murder onstage cuzzo ven
Alphabet turn ks to ms
Then repeat that record skip
Don't do shit that predestined, no

GOLD on my neck
Cost a arm and leg
GREEN on my neck, i'm looked at Like the feds, yuh, that shit
(that shit criminal)
Yeah that shit woo
(that shit criminal, yeah)
Yuh, that shit (that shit criminal) That shit (that shit criminal, yeah)

In-between shift move that pen
Make that bonus, make that rent
I can't calculate for shit
I know cash flow make us spin
H2O get liquid, or get fold like Laundry bin
I keep hearing money evil but feel Perfect when i spend
Split the pie all my roomies, all my checks is socialist
When i'm dated like the goonies my black card is just a gift
Saying that that shit is sin
Making Atlas Shrugged make sense
Ain't nobody going hungry og bobby Found his fin
Ain't no time for chilling
I'm whipping while
I'm on that ponce de leon
It's so hard to get to the thinking
i put in the time in the zone
They whipping the strings like yo name was Jepetto, Pinocchio
They thinking that more equal more That feeling is so criminal

GOLD on my neck
Cost a arm and leg
GREEN on my neck, i'm looked at Like the feds, yuh, that shit
(that shit criminal)
Yeah that shit woo
(that shit criminal, yeah)
Yuh, that shit (that shit criminal) That shit (that shit criminal, yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Thurman Young
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