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stitches - crime rate lyrics

[hook]
they say my music is increasing the crime rate
f-ck it dog, because b-tch i know that crime pays
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs (hold up)
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs

[verse 1]
hold up
shoot em (shoot em) k!ll em, homicide, f-ck it
call my dog (call em) and we gon slide
my music is increasing the crime rate
but i do not give a f-ck ’cause i know crime pays (money)
ce-ce-ce-ce, celebrate in your hood (money)
f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck, f-ck your b-tch, i should
you gon say whatever (whatever)
we gon ball forever (forever)
they gon say they gon do this and that but they gon stay broke forever (cha-ching)
we gon be rich til we die (yeah)
cocaine is what we supply
cocaine music, i make
put cocaine in my birthday cake

[hook]
they say my music is increasing the crime rate
f-ck it dog, because b-tch i know that crime pays
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, rob em, sell them drugs

[verse 2]
i’m cold hearted but i got a heart
i’m not dumb, but i’m not smart
the last thing i’ll ever do is go get a job at walmart (never)
it runs in my blood, st-tches go and sell the drugs
when i walk in the club, everybody show me love
but i got a couple haters in the back and they givin me a mean mug (p-ss-es)
i’m about to rob your b-tch and turn her to a sl-t
d-r-u-g-s, get it through to ups
i sell drugs every day of my life and i’m never stressed
when i wake up in my bed, i thank god because i’m blessed
if you got some sh-t to say to me then get it off your chest

- stitches lyrics

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