Gon' Crazy
This shit gon crazy (Yea)
Papper making even to im lazy (Oh no)
Stacking the money like kevin durant yea
Got a new bussnines call im no rat
Couple hguneds in my bag (Yea)
Bitch be stressin got my brother mad
Got a new girl and she calin me her man (Ye)
Hoes left n right and they my fucking fans (Ye)
Whipe u nose of course (Yea)
You could not fuck with us lords (Oh no)
If u finna bang with us u need bands
This shit aint easy u not gonna last (Bitch)
Cant afford (Oh yea)
Playing wit us now u gon poor
My homies my squad we keepin it rich
Making the money and spend it on wrists
This shit gon crazy
Stacking the money like kevin durant
This shit gon crazy
Caught all ur homies out strawlin
Cops in the race
And we look up to the sky and pray
Caught me in the bed ya
I be on the grind and i be fucking these skets
Bitch i got ur homie and im looking for the rest
Dont give a fuck about it cuz u acting like a pet
Bitch u want me and you know for real
Got a bad named bitch wanna fuck in my ride doing shit like its vine
Ima steal with the wraith i got cops in the race ima look up to the sky and pray
Beans on the table
Thats worth a sit
Codeine and sprite like a good mix
Shawty in back mixing the shit
Patek on wrist writing the checks
Sipping my lean tha cream
Capos they they in the dream
In the same lains like dreams
She got more cake than jeans
And a blunt coke that dream
And a blunt coke that dream
Ring on the rings
They be the same
He over there
He got no name
We in the hotbox like drama shit
You ain't got no time for private shit
Rings they luis
They got no name
We ain't got no time other names
Yeah
Lean is the shit that I die for
Only got time for the Capos
This chain on fleek
Just like my tees
Yeah
Calling my phone
Calling my phone
Got 3 on the one
But i got no time hoes
Yeah
They be saying stop the trends
But I got no time for benz
Ring on the rings
They be the same
He over there
He got no name
We in the hotbox like drama shit
You ain't got no time for private shit
Rings they luis
They got no name
We ain't got no time other names Yeah
This shit gon crazy
Stacking the money like kevin durant
This shit gon crazy
Caught all ur homies out strawlin
Cops in the race
And we look up to the sky and pray
Caught me in the bed ya
I be on the grind and i be fucking these skets
Bitch i got ur homie and im looking for the rest
Dont give a fuck about it cuz u acting like a pet
Gitch u want me and you know for real
Got a bad named bitch wanna fuck in my ride doing shit like its vine
Ima steal with the wraith i got cops in the race ima look up to the sky and pray
I'm so icy
That chain pricey
Don't be wise ye
Don't disguise it
I just put ten on my neck
I got a bitch on my dick
I got the crew on my deck
Five years from today i be in the nba
Controlling the game you can call me MJ
And you can hate me but i don't care what you say
Coz when you ask for money it will be too late
Coming from a little place in sweden
Swing first and i don't stop til you bleedin
Now proceeding
You gotta scream for all help you needing
Fuck the streets id rather stay home reading
Think you hard but you soft like a guinea pig
Fuck one im zero bitch im better than best
Im working to hard bitch i never rest
And i gotta keep on working coz i know i aint blessed
And i need to stay hard like a bulletproof vest
We gon we gon pull up on you
Like a like a brand new style
Of of of rap
You aint you aint from the trap
Think you hard but it's cap
No cap just rap on a beat no crap
That's it that's that
Do it for the family
You my enemy
Not a friend of me
You annoying like a flee
Hiding in a tree
Hit again one two
This shit gon crazy
This shit gon crazy
Caught all ur homies out strawlin
Cops in the race
And we look up to the sky and pray
Caught me in the bed ya
I be on the grind and i be fucking these skets
Bitch i got ur homie and im looking for the rest
Dont give a fuck about it cuz u acting like a pet
Bitch u want me and you know for real
Got a bad named bitch wanna fuck in my ride doing shit like its vine
Ima steal with the wraith i got cops in the race ima look up to the sky and pray
Papper making even to im lazy (Oh no)
Stacking the money like kevin durant yea
Got a new bussnines call im no rat
Couple hguneds in my bag (Yea)
Bitch be stressin got my brother mad
Got a new girl and she calin me her man (Ye)
Hoes left n right and they my fucking fans (Ye)
Whipe u nose of course (Yea)
You could not fuck with us lords (Oh no)
If u finna bang with us u need bands
This shit aint easy u not gonna last (Bitch)
Cant afford (Oh yea)
Playing wit us now u gon poor
My homies my squad we keepin it rich
Making the money and spend it on wrists
This shit gon crazy
Stacking the money like kevin durant
This shit gon crazy
Caught all ur homies out strawlin
Cops in the race
And we look up to the sky and pray
Caught me in the bed ya
I be on the grind and i be fucking these skets
Bitch i got ur homie and im looking for the rest
Dont give a fuck about it cuz u acting like a pet
Bitch u want me and you know for real
Got a bad named bitch wanna fuck in my ride doing shit like its vine
Ima steal with the wraith i got cops in the race ima look up to the sky and pray
Beans on the table
Thats worth a sit
Codeine and sprite like a good mix
Shawty in back mixing the shit
Patek on wrist writing the checks
Sipping my lean tha cream
Capos they they in the dream
In the same lains like dreams
She got more cake than jeans
And a blunt coke that dream
And a blunt coke that dream
Ring on the rings
They be the same
He over there
He got no name
We in the hotbox like drama shit
You ain't got no time for private shit
Rings they luis
They got no name
We ain't got no time other names
Yeah
Lean is the shit that I die for
Only got time for the Capos
This chain on fleek
Just like my tees
Yeah
Calling my phone
Calling my phone
Got 3 on the one
But i got no time hoes
Yeah
They be saying stop the trends
But I got no time for benz
Ring on the rings
They be the same
He over there
He got no name
We in the hotbox like drama shit
You ain't got no time for private shit
Rings they luis
They got no name
We ain't got no time other names Yeah
This shit gon crazy
Stacking the money like kevin durant
This shit gon crazy
Caught all ur homies out strawlin
Cops in the race
And we look up to the sky and pray
Caught me in the bed ya
I be on the grind and i be fucking these skets
Bitch i got ur homie and im looking for the rest
Dont give a fuck about it cuz u acting like a pet
Gitch u want me and you know for real
Got a bad named bitch wanna fuck in my ride doing shit like its vine
Ima steal with the wraith i got cops in the race ima look up to the sky and pray
I'm so icy
That chain pricey
Don't be wise ye
Don't disguise it
I just put ten on my neck
I got a bitch on my dick
I got the crew on my deck
Five years from today i be in the nba
Controlling the game you can call me MJ
And you can hate me but i don't care what you say
Coz when you ask for money it will be too late
Coming from a little place in sweden
Swing first and i don't stop til you bleedin
Now proceeding
You gotta scream for all help you needing
Fuck the streets id rather stay home reading
Think you hard but you soft like a guinea pig
Fuck one im zero bitch im better than best
Im working to hard bitch i never rest
And i gotta keep on working coz i know i aint blessed
And i need to stay hard like a bulletproof vest
We gon we gon pull up on you
Like a like a brand new style
Of of of rap
You aint you aint from the trap
Think you hard but it's cap
No cap just rap on a beat no crap
That's it that's that
Do it for the family
You my enemy
Not a friend of me
You annoying like a flee
Hiding in a tree
Hit again one two
This shit gon crazy
This shit gon crazy
Caught all ur homies out strawlin
Cops in the race
And we look up to the sky and pray
Caught me in the bed ya
I be on the grind and i be fucking these skets
Bitch i got ur homie and im looking for the rest
Dont give a fuck about it cuz u acting like a pet
Bitch u want me and you know for real
Got a bad named bitch wanna fuck in my ride doing shit like its vine
Ima steal with the wraith i got cops in the race ima look up to the sky and pray
Credits
Writer(s): Anton Lostelius, Erik Damberg
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