Crime Pays ft. RaraNevaFold

The clapping sound is me. It's not an edit. It is me. It's mine. It's my clap just like this

We moving dangerous around this bitch you know we got a button Putting on my hoodie and my mask, I'm always up to something

We up the blick right at his head, we never fuckin' stuntin

You know we smokin' on they deads, this blunt fucking' punchin

Dead by my lonely, but the reaper watchin' over me

Prayin' to the devil so no preacher lookin' over me

Tryna keep it beat, but if they trawlin, I'm gon' bluff for free

Chuggin' up big beats, you know my body, nigga, MGB

We don't interest, ain't no clown niggas that can't throw a 50

I just hit a fuckin' sem, you know we rollin' up 50