Down 4 the Crimes ft. JohnnyBeats Lyrics

Stacking my bands

Buying New Gems

Chillin with my friends

They with me till the end

Big ballin and we spending

I got real ones around me

There ain't no pretending

Subaru when I'm whipping it

Big cash when I'm flipping

Bad bitch

Mr. & Mrs. Smith

Shoot back we can't run from them

Chasing big bags

We ain't never quitting

007 when we on a mission

Yeah

Fuck that shit

Yeah

Fuck that bitch

Doing drugs

Chemical warfare

Doing drugs

Escaping these nightmares

She's not a gun

But I still blow her back out

I'm the best

There's no way I'll stop now

Problem with me

I settle that right now

Bad bitch with me

You stuck with a fat cow

Don't need back up when I pack a 9

She a bomb bitch she wish she was mine

Only talking blues don't waste my time

They already love me not my prime

Who's real?

Give me a sign

I promise I'm one of a kind

That's my shooter my bro that's my slime

We some goons we down for the crimes

Fucked hella bitches in Anaheim

Do it myself you don't think I'll do it

Back on my shit this time I won't screw it

Making money do drugs life is good

I'm grateful I was born in the hood

If you could be me I know you would

If I'm liking it I'm buying it

If I'm liking it I'm buying it

Guns on me no hiding it

Stacks of money I'm finding it

Suck me up no biting it

I'm a star I'm shining

Fuck her friend she whining

She screaming

She screaming when I fuck her

Poke her face no poker

Fuck her good she a soaker

Catching smoke I'm a smoker

Headshots no soldier

Shoot her shot cold shoulder

Lots of yay big boulders

On my own it's over