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Criminals Video (MV)




Performed By: Chef Mills
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Brandon Mills




Chef Mills - Criminals Lyrics
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I smoke on the loud and sip chemicals
Thats a bad mix like a showboating criminal
F*ck all these fake niggas they so pitiful
All of that hate keep it at a minimal
And i write bars nigga not subliminals
Niggas is all talk like a interview
Im in my prime tryna hit my pinnacle
You dropping dimes then we gone get rid of you
Im passing dimes out like im stockton
Dont hit my trap phone unless you copping
2 shots make it look like he flopping
Give the chicken up before we start flocking
Kemp on the beat nigga and its knocking
Keep it discrete we could get it popping
Im tryna get out so im staying locked in
The day that i stop i promise to be top 10
I got OGs tryna convince me that they use to ball now they big 3
And the police tryna get me cause i did 100 in a 50
Trapping upstate in the spizzy i seen Strizzy swipe 100 gifys
I got caught up i was tipsy and this stupid bitch gave me hickys
And its no facts in ya raps nigga and we got the proof
Niggas cap so much you cant even buy the truth
Kill yaself and imma buy the noose
F*ck it cause i got alot to loose
F*ck a session imma buy the booth
Rhyming on em like im Dr. Suess
Hating cause they know that im the truth
No cap
Shooting in New york like im Novak
Brand new flow but the bars is throwback
Called my old bitch told her bring her throat back
She said thats all you want?
Told the bitch is pig pork
Know that my flow sharper than a pitchfork
Lets play a game imma act like jigsaw
F*ck all these lames niggas get me pissed off
I smoke on the loud and sip chemicals
Thats a bad mix like a showboating criminal
F*ck all these fake niggas they so pitiful
All of that hate keep it at a minimal
And i write bars nigga not subliminals
Niggas is all talk like a interview
Im in my prime tryna hit my pinnacle
You dropping dimes then we gone get rid of you
Im passing dimes out like im stockton
Dont hit my trap phone unless you copping
2 shots make it look like he flopping
Give the chicken up before we start flocking
Kemp on the beat nigga and its knocking
Keep it discrete we could get it popping
Im tryna get out so im staying locked in
The day that i stop i promise to be top 10
I got OGs tryna convince me that they use to ball now they big 3
And the police tryna get me cause i did 100 in a 50
Trapping upstate in the spizzy i seen Strizzy swipe 100 gifys
I got caught up i was tipsy and this stupid bitch gave me hickys
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I smoke on the loud and sip chemicals
Thats a bad mix like a showboating criminal
F*ck all these fake niggas they so pitiful
All of that hate keep it at a minimal
And i write bars nigga not subliminals
Niggas is all talk like a interview
Im in my prime tryna hit my pinnacle
You dropping dimes then we gone get rid of you
Im passing dimes out like im stockton
Dont hit my trap phone unless you copping
2 shots make it look like he flopping
Give the chicken up before we start flocking
Kemp on the beat nigga and its knocking
Keep it discrete we could get it popping
Im tryna get out so im staying locked in
The day that i stop i promise to be top 10
I got OGs tryna convince me that they use to ball now they big 3
And the police tryna get me cause i did 100 in a 50
Trapping upstate in the spizzy i seen Strizzy swipe 100 gifys
I got caught up i was tipsy and this stupid bitch gave me hickys
And its no facts in ya raps nigga and we got the proof
Niggas cap so much you cant even buy the truth
Kill yaself and imma buy the noose
F*ck it cause i got alot to loose
F*ck a session imma buy the booth
Rhyming on em like im Dr. Suess
Hating cause they know that im the truth
No cap
Shooting in New york like im Novak
Brand new flow but the bars is throwback
Called my old bitch told her bring her throat back
She said thats all you want?
Told the bitch is pig pork
Know that my flow sharper than a pitchfork
Lets play a game imma act like jigsaw
F*ck all these lames niggas get me pissed off
I smoke on the loud and sip chemicals
Thats a bad mix like a showboating criminal
F*ck all these fake niggas they so pitiful
All of that hate keep it at a minimal
And i write bars nigga not subliminals
Niggas is all talk like a interview
Im in my prime tryna hit my pinnacle
You dropping dimes then we gone get rid of you
Im passing dimes out like im stockton
Dont hit my trap phone unless you copping
2 shots make it look like he flopping
Give the chicken up before we start flocking
Kemp on the beat nigga and its knocking
Keep it discrete we could get it popping
Im tryna get out so im staying locked in
The day that i stop i promise to be top 10
I got OGs tryna convince me that they use to ball now they big 3
And the police tryna get me cause i did 100 in a 50
Trapping upstate in the spizzy i seen Strizzy swipe 100 gifys
I got caught up i was tipsy and this stupid bitch gave me hickys
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Writer: Brandon Mills
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