Lil B - Crime Fetish lyrics
[Lil B - Crime Fetish lyrics]
Crime fetish mixtape
I don't know if they ready it's Lil B
It's a rap guy, got funk better get a strap
He fake, he ho fake, you better give him that
I did my dirt, I brought the rental back
Next time you're on my line
I'm jumping into that
Bitch ass nigga, I ain't into rap
The four-four look kind of crooked
With the center back
He eat, he gon eat, bring my dinner back
Every time I'm on that lick
I was the middle man
I hold them pills like the doctor man
I'm short of one man holla
Like motherfuck it bitch
Every party I'm rushing shit
With the Russian shit
Got guns and the other shit
Don't lie, chrome nines and boat rides
Don't trip off that lick
I'm getting all mine
We won't talk unless it's your find
Every time I come out the game
I'm on the yard line
Shotgun, put him to sleep on his yard line
Glock 9, sending bullets through his jaw line
I gotta draw a line
Feel me? Yea, I can't hear you
Yea yea, you talkin gibberish
Pistol in your mouth lil bitch like liquorish
Yea then the, I'm nigga rich I gotta
Couple guns in the back, tip a bitch
Yea this crime fetish, I might lick a bitch
You feel me?
Get in, 2 door man, I flip a bitch
Ghost ridin the Maybach, probly fall
Asleep in the car, i'm talkin way back
Wear the San Francisco or a Oakland mays hat
Base boys to life, we gon take that
Yea, this that shit that bring the bay back
Bitch it's lil B
You know, but we always been here man
You know, niggas always say bring the bay
Back but we never left
We always there, on top, you feel me?
I'm just sayin man
We still got the time though
Yea man, I'm talkin bout you know niggas is
Takin that shit to the next level, yea
Yes yea, crime fetish mixtape
You know motherfuckers can't fuck with it
Yea
Now niggas say who gutter and who thuggin
You feel me?
Yea, like I said man you already know
Slogan I don't mind, you know
Really, what it is at the year? I'm
A tell you why I'm thugged out yea yea
He fake, he O'fake, you better give him that
Like I said, you feel me?
This that real gas, you feel me?
You better give him that
He fake, he O'fake, you better give him that
I dig my dirt, I brought the rental back
Next time you're on my line
I'm jumping into that
Nigga this ain't just rap, you feel me?
Nigga this a real situation
That's where my shit come you feel me?
Yea crime fetish mixtape
Yea yes
I don't know if they ready it's Lil B
It's a rap guy, got funk better get a strap
He fake, he ho fake, you better give him that
I did my dirt, I brought the rental back
Next time you're on my line
I'm jumping into that
Bitch ass nigga, I ain't into rap
The four-four look kind of crooked
With the center back
He eat, he gon eat, bring my dinner back
Every time I'm on that lick
I was the middle man
I hold them pills like the doctor man
I'm short of one man holla
Like motherfuck it bitch
Every party I'm rushing shit
With the Russian shit
Got guns and the other shit
Don't lie, chrome nines and boat rides
Don't trip off that lick
I'm getting all mine
We won't talk unless it's your find
Every time I come out the game
I'm on the yard line
Shotgun, put him to sleep on his yard line
Glock 9, sending bullets through his jaw line
I gotta draw a line
Feel me? Yea, I can't hear you
Yea yea, you talkin gibberish
Pistol in your mouth lil bitch like liquorish
Yea then the, I'm nigga rich I gotta
Couple guns in the back, tip a bitch
Yea this crime fetish, I might lick a bitch
You feel me?
Get in, 2 door man, I flip a bitch
Ghost ridin the Maybach, probly fall
Asleep in the car, i'm talkin way back
Wear the San Francisco or a Oakland mays hat
Base boys to life, we gon take that
Yea, this that shit that bring the bay back
Bitch it's lil B
You know, but we always been here man
You know, niggas always say bring the bay
Back but we never left
We always there, on top, you feel me?
I'm just sayin man
We still got the time though
Yea man, I'm talkin bout you know niggas is
Takin that shit to the next level, yea
Yes yea, crime fetish mixtape
You know motherfuckers can't fuck with it
Yea
Now niggas say who gutter and who thuggin
You feel me?
Yea, like I said man you already know
Slogan I don't mind, you know
Really, what it is at the year? I'm
A tell you why I'm thugged out yea yea
He fake, he O'fake, you better give him that
Like I said, you feel me?
This that real gas, you feel me?
You better give him that
He fake, he O'fake, you better give him that
I dig my dirt, I brought the rental back
Next time you're on my line
I'm jumping into that
Nigga this ain't just rap, you feel me?
Nigga this a real situation
That's where my shit come you feel me?
Yea crime fetish mixtape
Yea yes