"CRIME PAYS" lyrics
(feat. ClicKlak)
I got Mikey with me, fasho
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Yeah, got fired from KFC, back to sellin' weed, fuck, this a drought
How all my homies been hittin' them licks and I'm out here in Hollywood, hangin' with mine
Both of my personalities so opposite that people lookin' think it's a façade
Sometimes I be doin' the Devil's work, other times I be tryna bring 'em to God, yeah
You run up on me just 'cause I write poetry, still ain't no hoe in me
Pops left, had to teach myself how to get it 'cause ain't no one comin' 'round, showin' me
Turn a O to twenty pounds and that was before I even had a goatee
Always been the black sheep, but I'm still out here GOATin'
Beat up security, we was in Iowa, they said that I was provokin'
Did five days in county for assaultin'
Legit picked me up then I popped a molly, did a 'tape in nine days
I could be blind and I would still find ways
Did the crime then I rapped about it, now I can tell 'em that crime pays
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Pimp, I fired my hoe then came with a new one, no foldin'
She wanna choose, she fuck with my crew, my neck and my wrist, they be frozen
Just like a pool, my neck full of water and I'm the one who brought the hoes in
I shot with amigo, she thought that I'm Quavo, I told her, "Nah, but I'm chosen"
Yeah, full pockets and they loaded
I'ma drip, I'ma po' it, smoke weed like I grow it
I'm the truth and y'all know it, where he at? Drop the lo'
Give me the ball, I'ma sco', I'm a felon, can't show, yeah
'Member the licks on top of the licks, I scroll through my phone like, "Who could we hit?"
It wasn't nothin' to wake up and rob, it was my job, I'm wit' the shits
I had a bih holdin' my chopper, but keep that shit quiet, niggas'll snitch
I got a forty and know it's gon' hit, get a lil money, I'm addin' it swift
We gettin' rich if it's a lick, we split it five ways
[?] and pimp on a bitch, that's how I'm gettin' paid
I'm in the glass house with a bad bitch down the highway
I rap about pimpin' women, I could tell a bitch that crime pays (Pimp)
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Yeah, got fired from KFC, back to sellin' weed, fuck, this a drought
How all my homies been hittin' them licks and I'm out here in Hollywood, hangin' with mine
Both of my personalities so opposite that people lookin' think it's a façade
Sometimes I be doin' the Devil's work, other times I be tryna bring 'em to God, yeah
You run up on me just 'cause I write poetry, still ain't no hoe in me
Pops left, had to teach myself how to get it 'cause ain't no one comin' 'round, showin' me
Turn a O to twenty pounds and that was before I even had a goatee
Always been the black sheep, but I'm still out here GOATin'
Beat up security, we was in Iowa, they said that I was provokin'
Did five days in county for assaultin'
Legit picked me up then I popped a molly, did a 'tape in nine days
I could be blind and I would still find ways
Did the crime then I rapped about it, now I can tell 'em that crime pays
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Pimp, I fired my hoe then came with a new one, no foldin'
She wanna choose, she fuck with my crew, my neck and my wrist, they be frozen
Just like a pool, my neck full of water and I'm the one who brought the hoes in
I shot with amigo, she thought that I'm Quavo, I told her, "Nah, but I'm chosen"
Yeah, full pockets and they loaded
I'ma drip, I'ma po' it, smoke weed like I grow it
I'm the truth and y'all know it, where he at? Drop the lo'
Give me the ball, I'ma sco', I'm a felon, can't show, yeah
'Member the licks on top of the licks, I scroll through my phone like, "Who could we hit?"
It wasn't nothin' to wake up and rob, it was my job, I'm wit' the shits
I had a bih holdin' my chopper, but keep that shit quiet, niggas'll snitch
I got a forty and know it's gon' hit, get a lil money, I'm addin' it swift
We gettin' rich if it's a lick, we split it five ways
[?] and pimp on a bitch, that's how I'm gettin' paid
I'm in the glass house with a bad bitch down the highway
I rap about pimpin' women, I could tell a bitch that crime pays (Pimp)
