Go Crazy (Instrumental)

The game done taught me all these niggas is bitch
See how I caught a bullet, give a fuck if you rich
None of these hoes loyal, all these hoes is pricks
Cause where the fuck's your honor, bitch you scared and ditched
What, should have been got your throat cut
It's why you quiet every time y'all come to show up
Now you hating, let me ask you homie for what
You ain't close to real, homie the dough's up
Forgot one that gave you a pass
Told the homies chill, bitch I saved your ass
It would have been ugly, I won't lie to you
Just to chase them glocks, it's not gonna be real too

Get cracked from a rook, touchdowns got me locked on a rooftops
Kick it out, bitch we out
Pop a little silly just as we outta zone
Only rug men gon' all over me
Pop a little silly just as we outta zone

All black whips when we come through
Don't you dare wail out or get kung fu
Well connected, who the hell you gon' run through
Hoes never learn, heard the big homie pumped you
Fuck a knife bitch fight me instead
Actin like you brave, get a price on your head
Bitches who throwing punches get the most respect
Stay talking, don't get chopped from your legs
Yeah that shit twisted I am not soft
Screw face 24/7, don't get locked off

Get cracked from a rook, touchdowns got me locked on a rooftops
Kick it out, bitch we out
Pop a little silly just as we outta zone
Only rug men gon' all over me
Pop a little silly just as we outta zone



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Davis
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