2 Crazyy
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (what)
Feel like I got a mercedes (yeah)
My bitch gettin mad, she wanted my dick
She want me 2 fill her with babies (lets go)
I get 2 light, I step on the gas
I don't even stop for the police
You niggas are mad or maybe you sad
Cuz what I do you cannot copy
I gotta get 2 the money (money)
Tunnel vision on my eyesight
Y'all niggas rappin so bad
It was prolly like y'all were tone blind
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Smackin that ass it's wobbling back
And she wanna take photo (okay)
This beat go hard, bass hit low
Lookin like party limbos (uh huh)
You don't see this shit cuz I am Frodo (no way)
Got the ring Now they lookin at me
Run it back now I go on a spree (huh wait)
I get the champagne like I'm Bruce Wayne (woah)
Got a dope voice like I'm Michael Caine (yeah)
Put my cards out like I'm David Blaine (ayy)
We are not the same, got me blowin shordies back out
Like my name was Bane, but I entertain,
But a nigguh also innovate This the endgame,
Like I'm Tony Stark bout 2 dominate man WOO
Pop smoke may he rest in peace (in peace)
Imma keep doing this
I'm a real beast let me of the leash (of the leash)
But I got no fuckin enemies (uh huh)
Snappin niggahs in 2 casualties (okay)
Like I'm Thanos boy you ain't stoppin me
It's been written man that's a prophecy (I said wait)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (what)
Feel like I got a mercedes (yeah)
My bitch gettin mad, she wanted my dick
She want me 2 fill her with babies (lets go)
I get 2 light, I step on the gas
I don't even stop for the police
You niggas are mad or maybe you sad
Cuz what I do you cannot copy
I gotta get 2 the money (money)
Tunnel vision on my eyesight
Y'all niggas rappin so bad
It was prolly like y'all were tone blind
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Man this beat is a throwback, dope ass track
With a young Jay z make it look like a flashback (wait)
Did I just say Jay z is it true, am I that bad
Maybe like a heart attack (yuh)
I don't wanna talk that shit but i bark like a dog
And I got the bite to prove it (yuh) maybe just pay homage to
The newborn king, cuz Imma be the goat bitch (yuh)
Stop talkin that shit like woah
I'm done with that bitch like who
You don't talk and you don't text I guess that's
Just what bitches do, its okay I'm on my way
It's my mistake, you had me played
If i could say one damn thing it be okay have a nice day (uh)
Imma get back 2 the the topic (okay)
Young prophet, lit like a mosh pit (let's go)
Takin off I'm fly like a rocket (yeah)
(Okay woah)
Who's that man rappin too fast (let's do it)
I'm all all about money and cash (okay)
I'm done with these bitches the ass (yuh yuh yuh)
See the way you move around everyday
See it all I'm the head of the race
Bring it on man I feed off of hate
You gone miss all the shots that you take
Goin crazy in the fourth
They puttin my name up the board
You ain't gon catch me lookin for support
This shit is 2 easy just look at the board (man woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (what)
Feel like I got a mercedes (yeah)
My bitch gettin mad, she wanted my dick
She want me 2 fill her with babies (lets go)
I get 2 light, I step on the gas
I don't even stop for the police
You niggas are mad or maybe you sad
Cuz what I do you cannot copy (yeah)
Feel like I got a mercedes (yeah)
My bitch gettin mad, she wanted my dick
She want me 2 fill her with babies (lets go)
I get 2 light, I step on the gas
I don't even stop for the police
You niggas are mad or maybe you sad
Cuz what I do you cannot copy
I gotta get 2 the money (money)
Tunnel vision on my eyesight
Y'all niggas rappin so bad
It was prolly like y'all were tone blind
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Smackin that ass it's wobbling back
And she wanna take photo (okay)
This beat go hard, bass hit low
Lookin like party limbos (uh huh)
You don't see this shit cuz I am Frodo (no way)
Got the ring Now they lookin at me
Run it back now I go on a spree (huh wait)
I get the champagne like I'm Bruce Wayne (woah)
Got a dope voice like I'm Michael Caine (yeah)
Put my cards out like I'm David Blaine (ayy)
We are not the same, got me blowin shordies back out
Like my name was Bane, but I entertain,
But a nigguh also innovate This the endgame,
Like I'm Tony Stark bout 2 dominate man WOO
Pop smoke may he rest in peace (in peace)
Imma keep doing this
I'm a real beast let me of the leash (of the leash)
But I got no fuckin enemies (uh huh)
Snappin niggahs in 2 casualties (okay)
Like I'm Thanos boy you ain't stoppin me
It's been written man that's a prophecy (I said wait)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (what)
Feel like I got a mercedes (yeah)
My bitch gettin mad, she wanted my dick
She want me 2 fill her with babies (lets go)
I get 2 light, I step on the gas
I don't even stop for the police
You niggas are mad or maybe you sad
Cuz what I do you cannot copy
I gotta get 2 the money (money)
Tunnel vision on my eyesight
Y'all niggas rappin so bad
It was prolly like y'all were tone blind
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (woah)
Man this beat is a throwback, dope ass track
With a young Jay z make it look like a flashback (wait)
Did I just say Jay z is it true, am I that bad
Maybe like a heart attack (yuh)
I don't wanna talk that shit but i bark like a dog
And I got the bite to prove it (yuh) maybe just pay homage to
The newborn king, cuz Imma be the goat bitch (yuh)
Stop talkin that shit like woah
I'm done with that bitch like who
You don't talk and you don't text I guess that's
Just what bitches do, its okay I'm on my way
It's my mistake, you had me played
If i could say one damn thing it be okay have a nice day (uh)
Imma get back 2 the the topic (okay)
Young prophet, lit like a mosh pit (let's go)
Takin off I'm fly like a rocket (yeah)
(Okay woah)
Who's that man rappin too fast (let's do it)
I'm all all about money and cash (okay)
I'm done with these bitches the ass (yuh yuh yuh)
See the way you move around everyday
See it all I'm the head of the race
Bring it on man I feed off of hate
You gone miss all the shots that you take
Goin crazy in the fourth
They puttin my name up the board
You ain't gon catch me lookin for support
This shit is 2 easy just look at the board (man woah)
Baby I'm goin 2 crazyy (what)
Feel like I got a mercedes (yeah)
My bitch gettin mad, she wanted my dick
She want me 2 fill her with babies (lets go)
I get 2 light, I step on the gas
I don't even stop for the police
You niggas are mad or maybe you sad
Cuz what I do you cannot copy (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Omino
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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