Spazz Out!
Oh Yeah
I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm going loco loco (Loco)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Young n*gga just got me glock I'm finna spazz out
Early morning tryna get the bag I'm finna spazz out
Hold up hold up aye what they talking bout
N*gga keep on looking hard he gone and help his mans out
Walked in with all the pressure feeling like I'm Petey Pablo
Playing with yo life I show you once like it was grand theft auto
Circle so small don't come around cus ion know them folks
Hanging with some rastas I swear them boys all on go (Go go go)
Running circles round and round and round just like the merry go
Pass me a five ill rock out the whole show
Whole gang lit I'm going crazy with the holy ghost
Spazz solo spazz
Spazz spazz spazz out
Fuck it ima crash out
It's too late I'm mad now
I'm on his bitch ass now
Make em go deaf cuz we boomin like surround sound
This the type of loud that knock you out
Fuckin a foreign breakin her back like a granola bar
All these n*ggas they really be cops
All these n*ggas they really be cops
All these n*ggas they really be cops they twelve
Pew pew pew sent em to hell
We double back just to pick up the shells
They gotta scream they gonna yell
Fuckin her raw she said don't tell
Knockin em off no need for jail
Feel like perfect cell all my diamonds sailing on a boat
Red dead trench coat
Young n*gga from the pote
Beefin get ya ass smoked
Choppa choppa gonna blow
Gotta throat goat and she gimme throat I say (Wooh)
Got my brothers wimme zaza zazawalking on the (Moon)
Finna spazz out this bitch fucked my order up (Wooh)
N*ggas back down when I bring the mac out (Woooooh)
Spazz spazz spazz spazz spazz!
I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm going loco loco (Loco)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Young n*gga just got me glock I'm finna spazz out
Early morning tryna get the bag I'm finna spazz out
Hold up hold up aye what they talking bout
N*gga keep on looking hard he gone and help his mans out
Walked in with all the pressure feeling like I'm Petey Pablo
Playing with yo life I show you once like it was grand theft auto
Circle so small don't come around cus ion know them folks
Hanging with some rastas I swear them boys all on go (Go go go)
Running circles round and round and round just like the merry go
Pass me a five ill rock out the whole show
Whole gang lit I'm going crazy with the holy ghost
I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm going loco loco (Loco)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Young n*gga just got me glock I'm finna spazz out
Early morning tryna get the bag I'm finna spazz out
Hold up hold up aye what they talking bout
N*gga keep on looking hard he gone and help his mans out
Walked in with all the pressure feeling like I'm Petey Pablo
Playing with yo life I show you once like it was grand theft auto
Circle so small don't come around cus ion know them folks
Hanging with some rastas I swear them boys all on go (Go go go)
Running circles round and round and round just like the merry go
Pass me a five ill rock out the whole show
Whole gang lit I'm going crazy with the holy ghost
Spazz solo spazz
Spazz spazz spazz out
Fuck it ima crash out
It's too late I'm mad now
I'm on his bitch ass now
Make em go deaf cuz we boomin like surround sound
This the type of loud that knock you out
Fuckin a foreign breakin her back like a granola bar
All these n*ggas they really be cops
All these n*ggas they really be cops
All these n*ggas they really be cops they twelve
Pew pew pew sent em to hell
We double back just to pick up the shells
They gotta scream they gonna yell
Fuckin her raw she said don't tell
Knockin em off no need for jail
Feel like perfect cell all my diamonds sailing on a boat
Red dead trench coat
Young n*gga from the pote
Beefin get ya ass smoked
Choppa choppa gonna blow
Gotta throat goat and she gimme throat I say (Wooh)
Got my brothers wimme zaza zazawalking on the (Moon)
Finna spazz out this bitch fucked my order up (Wooh)
N*ggas back down when I bring the mac out (Woooooh)
Spazz spazz spazz spazz spazz!
I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm finna spazz out (Spazz)
Yeah yeah I'm going loco loco (Loco)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Young n*gga just got me glock I'm finna spazz out
Early morning tryna get the bag I'm finna spazz out
Hold up hold up aye what they talking bout
N*gga keep on looking hard he gone and help his mans out
Walked in with all the pressure feeling like I'm Petey Pablo
Playing with yo life I show you once like it was grand theft auto
Circle so small don't come around cus ion know them folks
Hanging with some rastas I swear them boys all on go (Go go go)
Running circles round and round and round just like the merry go
Pass me a five ill rock out the whole show
Whole gang lit I'm going crazy with the holy ghost
Credits
Writer(s): Manny Fresh
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