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letra de crime rate - goddess fiji

( hook )
finna bathe all my ape
letting loose all my hate
tryna boost the crime rate
they think i loose all my head
while i laugh at you on my bread
police think i f-ck up my fate
yeah i said i’ll come but im late
one moment of silence for my lates
this b-tch crazy threw all my plates
heard the boy want my head but im there
shot him dead im tryna boost the crime rate
( verse 1 )
she ask me why the f-ck my cup is that red
said im tryna loose all my brain
brothers triеd to change for my bread
so i went & f-cking boostеd crime rate
everything i do, i do by myself
i don’t need to call no bros to my help
worked too much, i need to fix up my hair
me & cash now got an affair
she went to sit on me like i was a chair

( verse 2 )
it’s about a teenage in my cup
cameras in my room like i am nuts
she think im her prince but i am not
im like dm, she like i tried but im blocked
she just spilled ounces om my c-ck
i make her scream like ;
”oh my goddess”
how you do this sh-t im like ;
”oh that’s none”
& what the f-ck you gon’ shoot with this old ass gun?
big b-tch touched my d-ck & was like ; ”oh that’s pun”
( hook )
finna bathe all my ape
letting loose all my hate
tryna boost the crime rate
they think i loose all my head
while i laugh at you on my bread
police think i f-ck up my fate
yeah i said i’ll come but im late
one moment of silence for my lates
this b-tch crazy threw all my plates
heard the boy want my head but im there
shot him dead im tryna boost the crime rate

- goddess fiji

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