Ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Fingertips in the shape of a gun
Raise it up to your heart
Pow, done
Ruby lips, pop pink bubblegum
Bye, bye, baby
Bye, bye, sun
I'm Lana Del Rey from the U.S. of A.
Godfather ordered up a hit from the grave
You know why I'm here, so I'm not gonna say
f**kin' up your life in every possible way
'Cause criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
Ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Black bra, red dress, make-up on
I'm the new politician
It ain't rock, but you done rolled
Bye, bye, baby
Lose, I won
Lana Del Rey from the U.S. of A.
A figment of your imagination
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
All my boys, raise your voice, let me hear it
L. Del Rey, yay! Wanna hear you cheer it
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
Oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh
We're in the future now
You can't be weak
Technology and money
You have to live life deadly
We're in the future now
You can't be weak
Technology and money
You have to live life deadly
Deadly, deadly, deadly
(D-deadly)
(D-dead, dead...)
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
All my boys, raise your voice, let me hear it
L. Del Rey, yeah! Wanna hear you cheer it
Criminals run
Yeah, the criminals run
Criminals run the world
Oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh