GO CRAZY!
Yeah, bitch
Yeah
Blood Rain Boys, nigga, you know how we coming, man
Vampire Gang shit, man
What? What? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I take a tab and then I go crazy
Fucking your bitch, I know that's your baby
Too juiced up, riding Mercedes
Stuck in my ways, lil' bitch, you can't change me
Fuck these niggas, man, y'all be fugazi
Big chop make you do a one-eighty
Reptilian Club all black like a raven
You want a feature, nigga, you gotta pay me
Cast a love spell, now she sucking me slow
Vampire Gang, dripping blood on the floor
Take off my chains, bitch, I'm still in my glow
In my own lane, niggas stealing my flow
RCB up next, tell me something I don't know
Juuging these niggas, crossing them just like D Rose
Cast a money spell, now my wrist too froze, yeah, yeah
Russian Cream, bitch, I need gas like a Honda
Talking down on gang, nigga, I might fuck your mama
Pull up with the sticks long as anaconda
I got the bag, you a window-shopper
Fucking with me, hit you with this chopper
Blow his brains on her shirt, looking like pasta
Hit the mall, watch a nigga cash out
Hit the mall, I'ma bring them racks out
Kicking shit like a fucking roundhouse
Off the drugs, watch a nigga wild out
Chopper on me, nigga, better get down
I'm a god, lil' nigga, bow down
Fucked his ho and he never found out
Suck my dick, I'm not tryna make out
I'm smoking gas, Hi-C brung them pounds out
Mailed a couple bags to my bitch house
Told that lil' bitch to hold this shit down
Got her trapping, making me so proud
You a lame nigga, you can't come 'round
Off the drugs, nigga, I can't turn down
Talking crazy, I'ma do him so foul
Rocking that shit, go crazy (Crazy)
Smoking that shit, go crazy (Crazy)
Kush got a nigga lazy (Damn)
Racks got these niggas hating
I'm in the trap whipping up a baby
Hang with them trap niggas in the basement
Leave that rat nigga on the pavement (What? What?)
Fucking that bag up on the daily
Nigga too fly like a G5
Gucci, no Levi's
I got these niggas [?] like [?]
[?], I'm on the front line
These niggas [?]
I'm on the drumline, nigga, it's drum time
I know these niggas gon' fold in crunch time
You in the [?], I'm in the [?]
Up on the top and you know I'ma [?]
Fucking that bitch and I fucked on the beach
She sucking my dick [?]
These niggas be wilding, they not in the street
I feel like [?], been [?]
Man, shout-out the OG, I'm fucking with [?]
I'm smoking on OG, I can't even think
I'm scoring like Kobe, the fuck did you think? (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tatted, I'm tatted, I'm dripping in ink
Ooh, ooh
Fucking up them racks, that's my boo, boo
I come with that fire, bitch, I do, ooh (Ayy)
Fucking with that loud, that's the boof, ooh (Ayy, yeah, damn)
Fucking with that pressure, it's the truth (Bitch)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm serving [?], you know what I'm saying?
Big dog, lil' bitch
Damn (What?), ayy (Go cray)
Ayy
Yeah
Blood Rain Boys, nigga, you know how we coming, man
Vampire Gang shit, man
What? What? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I take a tab and then I go crazy
Fucking your bitch, I know that's your baby
Too juiced up, riding Mercedes
Stuck in my ways, lil' bitch, you can't change me
Fuck these niggas, man, y'all be fugazi
Big chop make you do a one-eighty
Reptilian Club all black like a raven
You want a feature, nigga, you gotta pay me
Cast a love spell, now she sucking me slow
Vampire Gang, dripping blood on the floor
Take off my chains, bitch, I'm still in my glow
In my own lane, niggas stealing my flow
RCB up next, tell me something I don't know
Juuging these niggas, crossing them just like D Rose
Cast a money spell, now my wrist too froze, yeah, yeah
Russian Cream, bitch, I need gas like a Honda
Talking down on gang, nigga, I might fuck your mama
Pull up with the sticks long as anaconda
I got the bag, you a window-shopper
Fucking with me, hit you with this chopper
Blow his brains on her shirt, looking like pasta
Hit the mall, watch a nigga cash out
Hit the mall, I'ma bring them racks out
Kicking shit like a fucking roundhouse
Off the drugs, watch a nigga wild out
Chopper on me, nigga, better get down
I'm a god, lil' nigga, bow down
Fucked his ho and he never found out
Suck my dick, I'm not tryna make out
I'm smoking gas, Hi-C brung them pounds out
Mailed a couple bags to my bitch house
Told that lil' bitch to hold this shit down
Got her trapping, making me so proud
You a lame nigga, you can't come 'round
Off the drugs, nigga, I can't turn down
Talking crazy, I'ma do him so foul
Rocking that shit, go crazy (Crazy)
Smoking that shit, go crazy (Crazy)
Kush got a nigga lazy (Damn)
Racks got these niggas hating
I'm in the trap whipping up a baby
Hang with them trap niggas in the basement
Leave that rat nigga on the pavement (What? What?)
Fucking that bag up on the daily
Nigga too fly like a G5
Gucci, no Levi's
I got these niggas [?] like [?]
[?], I'm on the front line
These niggas [?]
I'm on the drumline, nigga, it's drum time
I know these niggas gon' fold in crunch time
You in the [?], I'm in the [?]
Up on the top and you know I'ma [?]
Fucking that bitch and I fucked on the beach
She sucking my dick [?]
These niggas be wilding, they not in the street
I feel like [?], been [?]
Man, shout-out the OG, I'm fucking with [?]
I'm smoking on OG, I can't even think
I'm scoring like Kobe, the fuck did you think? (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tatted, I'm tatted, I'm dripping in ink
Ooh, ooh
Fucking up them racks, that's my boo, boo
I come with that fire, bitch, I do, ooh (Ayy)
Fucking with that loud, that's the boof, ooh (Ayy, yeah, damn)
Fucking with that pressure, it's the truth (Bitch)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm serving [?], you know what I'm saying?
Big dog, lil' bitch
Damn (What?), ayy (Go cray)
Ayy
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