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criminal habits (remix) - saltyfika76 lyrics

(intro)
your right
i am crazy
but you know what else?
i don’t…give a f*ck
i don’t a f*ck about you
i don’t give a f*ck about steel
and i don’t give a f*ck about rihan either
i don’t give a f*ck about myself…
look i ain’t sh*t, i never gon be sh*t
and you less of a man of me
so i gon decide you ain’t gon do sh*t
(d*mn) 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 smoke thc then i decide to turn cold
then 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

- saltyfika76 lyrics

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