Duwap Kaine - Criminal Mindz lyrics
[Duwap Kaine - Criminal Mindz lyrics]
I'm high-I'm high as fuck
Pourin 'lean and gave her eight
Bad bitch bad she gon get her way
Bitch I'm mad cause you in the way
My niggas, shootin' at you snitch niggas
Bullets goin' through his face
I'd rather fight a nigga before
I fight a case they arresting all my niggas
12 not playin' fair
Look at my diamonds, why it look like a fairy
Look at this pussy
Why he think I finna stare
Look at her pussy
Why I got something to share
Robbing niggas you can say I don't care
Too much dope in the blunt it's in it's
Finna scare niggas shootin' the
Pistol in the air
Fake rockstar bitch keep puttin'
Dye in her hair hating over there nigga you
Can die over there
Y'all niggas the police like
Some spys over there
My eyes nigga, not one see me stare
Whippin' up the babies, nigga mad they care
Ride around where you do it, made me do it
Y'all niggas go stupid, all my niggas stupid
Ridin' round so ruthless
Drop-top it is ruthless
Doubt that she use this
In the streets I didn't choose this
Gun on me I don't wanna do it
But I'm really so use to it
Why I feel like I gotta use this shit
I don't care why I use this bitch
30 round man you know I'm shooting shit
Stop that snitching and accusing shit
I don't care what the cameras seen bitch
Probably wearin' my hoodie on
Probably had that fuckin' mask on
Rob a nigga for his Vlone
Shit came yesterday so I bet she gone
Ridin round with the chrome
Please don't try this at home
All my niggas put one in a nigga dome
Criminal minds my mind gone
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, come here
Oh, oh, come here oh, oh
Pourin 'lean and gave her eight
Bad bitch bad she gon get her way
Bitch I'm mad cause you in the way
My niggas, shootin' at you snitch niggas
Bullets goin' through his face
I'd rather fight a nigga before
I fight a case they arresting all my niggas
12 not playin' fair
Look at my diamonds, why it look like a fairy
Look at this pussy
Why he think I finna stare
Look at her pussy
Why I got something to share
Robbing niggas you can say I don't care
Too much dope in the blunt it's in it's
Finna scare niggas shootin' the
Pistol in the air
Fake rockstar bitch keep puttin'
Dye in her hair hating over there nigga you
Can die over there
Y'all niggas the police like
Some spys over there
My eyes nigga, not one see me stare
Whippin' up the babies, nigga mad they care
Ride around where you do it, made me do it
Y'all niggas go stupid, all my niggas stupid
Ridin' round so ruthless
Drop-top it is ruthless
Doubt that she use this
In the streets I didn't choose this
Gun on me I don't wanna do it
But I'm really so use to it
Why I feel like I gotta use this shit
I don't care why I use this bitch
30 round man you know I'm shooting shit
Stop that snitching and accusing shit
I don't care what the cameras seen bitch
Probably wearin' my hoodie on
Probably had that fuckin' mask on
Rob a nigga for his Vlone
Shit came yesterday so I bet she gone
Ridin round with the chrome
Please don't try this at home
All my niggas put one in a nigga dome
Criminal minds my mind gone
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, come here
Oh, oh, come here oh, oh