$crimmage

(album: Patron Saint Of Everything Totally Fucked - 2013)

Uhh, $crim!
Yeah, ain't really much to say
I know you hear that tho

Bad bitch in designer
Gucci, Louis, 'Bana
She feeling on her boy cause I mix-match my pyjamas
Jocin with the homies, smoking marijuana
I beat the pussy up then I tell her pop a Soma
Miss me with that drama
Ain't got no baby momma
Short on my money? Well then we have a problem
I just got a check, pill popping then I swallow
Wait up by the hour, then I'm duccking till I fall out
They gon' respect my hustle, I know this shit be torture
I do this for a living, you're a 9 to 5 worker
A motherfucking genius, haters feeling clueless
Solve rubics cube the music how you feelin? I'm guessing stupid

$crimmy got them bitches slinging out my car
Lungs like Rufio, popping on the Xanny bars
Calling on my 'migo, I need a pack tomorrow
Get money young homie and young buck to your fact

$crimmy got them bitches slinging out my car
Lungs like Rufio, popping on the Xanny bars
Calling on my 'migo, I need a pack tomorrow
Get money young homie and young buck to your fact

I be riding solo [?]
Rapping and producing, G*59 CEO though
Smoking on that dojo
These rappers is soso
Make them bitches sing like Sharon I'm sonny bono
Whatchu wanna do?
A 50 times 2
That's 100 motherfucker and I'm feeling bulletproof
Ass I'mma show, hoes I'mma do
Terry o', kill 'em, say it oooooooohhh

$crimmy like 'em wet
$crimmy like them checks
$crimmy let it go
Bitches love my sex
$crimmy like 'em wet
$crimmy like them checks
$crimmy let it go
And these bitches love my sex

$crimmy got them bitches slinging out my car
Lungs like Rufio, popping on the Xanny bars
Calling on my 'migo, I need a pack tomorrow
Get money young homie and young buck to your fact

$crimmy got them bitches slinging out my car
Lungs like Rufio, popping on the Xanny bars
Calling on my 'migo, I need a pack tomorrow
Get money young homie and young buck to your fact

$crimmy got them bitches slinging out my car
Lungs like Rufio, popping on the Xanny bars
Calling on my 'migo, I need a pack tomorrow
Get money young homie and young buck to your fact

$crimmy got them bitches slinging out my car
Lungs like Rufio, popping on the Xanny bars
Calling on my 'migo, I need a pack tomorrow
Get money young homie and young buck to your fact