Lyrics:
Niggas crazy
Crazy as Fuck
Pull up to that motherfucker with some weed on me
Had the motherfuckers looking at me crazy
(You know who its supposed
the 'gar and we'll go very far
Pull up to your house, take your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
I know consistency is key
But it's hard to stay consistent, when you're in the mix and consistently a G
I'm still dishin' out them keys, so I'm
Yea i up next, hear i up next
In these streets best you stick and move
I's a shooter by the oath
Two bad bitches I can't pick and choose like fuck
I’m over passionate some people think that’s weakness
Till I pull out they tender parts and portion off the pieces
Chorus
Cause I learned Money is
me that burner
I'll slap you like what? Slap you like who?
Slap you like what? Slap you like who?
Slap you like Ike Turner
Pull up on the strip,
the jungle, he gon' pull up with the stick
On the phone with him now, he gon' pull up by six
Talkin' 'bout tappin' in, I ain't tappin' in shit
You ain't tap
I been down too long
Think I need you or
I just need two cups
Mix it up fruit punch
I been down too long
Think I need you or
I just need two blunts
said you just robbed a gas station
Who me? not me! it couldn't be
I was in the Grammys with Brandy
Didn't you see me on TV?
Bullshit, y'all all in
blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)
She's in love with who I
the Sickest
I dont give a fuck what you talking bout
I got your bitch on me she loving the way that I flip it
When Im on the beat I do not give two fucks bout
the Sickest
I dont give a fuck what you talking bout
I got your bitch on me she loving the way that I flip it
When Im on the beat I do not give two fucks bout
45 adapter ninja star flow spitter
It's a strong mix slow stir neat no bitters
Got 'em all in a titter
This always tends to happen
Like "Did you hear
Niggas wanna pull up to all the places you're lampin at
Now you're get pampered by niggas who you let sample that
Made it to New York and you googlin where
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify
run it by me Y G got a Z ain't from NYC
If two close to me is a myth who's close ain't chose the beef it just is
One bro turn hoe to me he ain't shit
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
Her, her, me, man I just can't get enough
All up in my tub, steady poppin bub
Who is she to you when she reply first cuz
Man I can tell they so
with the Zakeesha i'm passionate
Arp and sit on the cabinet
If play break down u gotta lateral it
Head coach in this bitch
Yeah I'm a strategies
Post up
moved to mess
Who you are, from who's your friends, I've got
Space for you, and two in the Benz
Ain't no night stand, if you do it again (I got a)
But
a shit (Who?)
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I'm gon' let it hit (Yeah), every day I'm lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take
Kelly]
Now I'm about to show ya how wild it get
When a girl at the party when she backin it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I hand her
I'm the one who told Kyron you was there
I was hoping that he will kill you
Six months ago a girl died outside a club, she was shot in the back
She
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