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