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saltyfika76 – criminal habits (screwed remix) lyrics

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so beat it

(saltyfika76)
that’s right i decided to take the motherf+ckin bars
makin this sh+t be tragic like crashing cars
rollin down the road like i give no f+cks
’cause b+tches care bout “this and that”, not their bucks

(that’s right)
(remix!)

going in this sh+t, like i don’t give a single f+ck
not even to trust a single thot
you can have a c+ck but no trust
otherwise your feelings will have stacked rust
all the way to h+ll and back
but i’ll b+tch+slap a hoe if they do it from the crack
i don’t give no f+cks send that hoe to the trap (for real)
and you’ll get another swing if you keep talking your continuous cr+p (facts)

from beast mode to fight mode to both
i smokе thc then i decide to turn cold
thеn turn to the alcohol, then knock your ass out
time to balance with a bowl, when your on the f+ckin ground
making your life a motherf+ckin apocalypse
when these n+ggas face the glock tips
have you tearing up like i don’t give no sh+ts
have you f+ckin sobbin’ before your brains turn to bits
(gunshot)

its hard to cool off, but i still need the energy
motivation is the key, when the critics get lobotomies
f+cking this b+tch, till she really f+ckin screams
you got a packed d+ck, just like in your dreams

who gives a f+ck about the suggested thought
of tryna f+ck a b+tch with a rubber on
i’ll pop it like a balloon and f+ck her raw
so insane it’ll make a christan’s mouth drop

(james barker)
curisin in the freeway, swerve my lane
check that list, better find my name
i got h+lla dough filled with the iced out chain
got new f+ck sh+t when i’m with my gang

smoke this bowl right to my brain
doin my own f+ckin thing
high as f+ck i’m on a strain
ima get my bank, do the same

headed to the f+ckin top
time to get my f+ckin guap
keep it real, ain’t got no thot
grinding hard, i get my shot
s+xy b+tches on my c+ck
ima f+ckin ride it raw
cut these bands, i need a saw
diamonds on my gucci socks
in the day i work, in the night alert
pull up to the club and the b+tches twerk
never pay a dub, same old jerk
hit+hit the studio and spit like dirt

.223’s and a semi automatic
got a 2 k!ll streak, and a n+gga back at it
always thinkin in this sh+t, but a n+gga never had it
put you in a ditch fulla holes in the fabric

f+ck that energy, i am lit like a candle
i’m up all night getting lit in some sandals
f+ck around, find out, if you scandal
bad b+tch stripped to the handle

cops wanna chase ima dip into a manhole
get it out my face, ima turn into an assh0l+
mace in the face, hands tight wit no lasso
breaking the place, ima get the whole stash bro

load a beartrap, you don’t wanna f+ck with that
come up f+ckin wit my racks, loaded up like some jacks
pull the can and cook it back, i’m blowing away all the facts
ima put you in the [?] wit your body up in the sacks
f+ckin wit a rat, you get your ass capped
pull up on yo ass in a black cadillac
ima pull the f+ckin gat, blood spilling out the mat
you gon get clapped like a knife in the back

dippin h+lla fast, got 100 on the dash
i don’t care about my past, they jus tryna get the cash
i was trying to make a m, gotta take care of my friends
the glass is [?] and i could see it through my lens

was it f+ckin wit no b+tch when i never had a real one?
never made a hit, but i think i’m aboutta k!ll one
got a lotta sh+t, i really wanna spit
but i gotta go that sh+t, if i wanna make a million

(drift car burnout)

(gunshot x5)

riches side motherf+cker

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