Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rich Criminals, artist - NoCap. Album song Steel Human, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Rich Criminals |
| When I’m on the scene, I don’t show no sympathy |
| I got codeine energy, ayy |
| Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green |
| All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes |
| I’m not worried 'bout the cost because I can’t go broke |
| I touched a milli', still’ll shoot you, rich criminals |
| Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick |
| Won’t hide from shit, this bitch ain’t got no tints, yeah |
| Ain’t talking Lohan, these designers lenses |
| Started balling, bought a 223 like Michael Jordan |
| I was thirteen, bought a rocket, felt like James Harden |
| Who the fuck let you niggas in? |
| This a gangster party |
| Turn up the meter, woah |
| Fuck her then leave her (Yeah) |
| Can’t take the pain from me |
| This way deeper than needles (Yeah) |
| Neighborhood doctor, injecting the people who need us |
| I’m on the ecstasy, don’t wanna hear nothin' from my last bitch |
| Was dead broke, now she fuck me just because my accent |
| Say I ain’t shit but she keep beggin' me to get her ass did |
| I keep my metal, she just want her plastic |
| When I’m on the scene, I don’t show no sympathy |
| I got codeine energy, ayy |
| Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green |
| All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes |
| I’m not worried 'bout the cost because I can’t go broke |
| I touched a milli', still’ll shoot you, rich criminals |
| Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick |
| Won’t hide from shit, this bitch ain’t got no tints, yeah |
| No tint, it’s see-through, huh? |
| (Yeah) |
| You pillowtalk, she tell your secrets now (Lame) |
| That boy keep that heat, he an oven |
| I own a few watches, I went and bought another |
| I can’t show no sympathy, fuck (Fuck that) |
| Got it on, I’ma buy us a puddle, drip |
| Way too hard, if he walking 'round out in public |
| Bow my head, thank you God |
| I could’ve been locked up with nothing (Let's go) |
| Like boom |
| My presence a present, so I need a check to walk inside the room |
| Probably think I went pop, but I was on Jimmy Fallon with the tool |
| Sometimes my attitude nasty, hoes say I treat 'em bad, a nigga rude |
| I’m tryna figure out if you for me the way that I’m for you |
| I been had to hustle |
| I was the young nigga makin' plays while I was still in school |
| Nigga ain’t gave me shit (Uh-uh) |
| I made me, bitch, and that’s why… |
| When I’m on the scene, I don’t show no sympathy |
| I got codeine energy, ayy |
| Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green |
| All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes |
| I’m not worried 'bout the cost because I can’t go broke |
| I touched a milli', still’ll shoot you, rich criminals |
| Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick |
| Won’t hide from shit, this bitch ain’t got no tints, yeah |