Go Crazy

Fuck these dumbass hoes

Yea

Man these hoes get on my nerves real shit

Real **** but it's hard to find a real bitch

Loose ass, trife ass, broke ass, dumb bitch

No kiss, you can't get shit

Not a crumb bitch

Fuck hoes real shit

Bouta take my bitch shoppin', buy her new clips

With some lil' grimey **** and they steal shit

Real street more bricks than a building

I can hit any bitch that's on cash

'Cause all they take is cash

Four trucks all black black mask black mat

Bust a nut its all bad

Fuck yo face all ass

I be trappin' with them trappers in the cut all slabs I got trus on

Big stitch 10 in the loud pat

Front boy run take 10 with him

Fall off bounce right back less than 10 minutes

Trust none jackboy if he move kill 'em

I been doin' this shit I ain't no fuckin' rookie

If its money on the flo we cancel all pussy

**** you ain't with that shit we don't fuck with pussies

**** you ain't with that shit you can't fuck with me

Fuck bitches buss guns stack a lot of cheese

We be up all night we don't fuck wit sleep

**** I'm so sleeze I fucked yo main squeeze

And these **** so sick they can't stand me

How dare these **** talk down on me

Have some killers on yo ass make it hard to sleep

Glock 30 wit' a 40 stop yo heart from beatin'

I'll take everything and make it hard to eat

Bitch its big ju

Yea big ju

These fuck **** catch bullets and these bitches too

This shit real ****

Ain't nobody safe

Betta take yo ass to church **** betta pray

I fell and now I'm back and **** mad

When I was down everybody switched the shit was sad

It turned me to a savage and I put that on cash

20 bands once the lick slit

Don't even ask

I heard **** talking down on me to the hoes

I swear I'm goin' crazy can't trust a fuckin' soul

Shoutout to my ex man she did a **** bold

But I learned my lesson quick neva trust anotha' hoe

I was down on my knuckles now I'm back maintainin'

Went and copped some ice now I'm back chain swangin'

Glock stay wit me like chief in bang bangin'

Talkin' catch 'em out in traffic imma catch 'em lane swangin'

I woke up got dressed and got straight to it

Called the plug got a bag and ran straight through it

And I'm tired of **** lyin' like they bus buddha

Call them hotboyz up bitch they really shootin'

**** hoes I can prove it call a cop and plea

See me in the streets we ain't friends bitch don't talk to me

Come and cop from me

Or you can cop from skeez

Call the 808 if I ain't got it you can cop from keese

Can't get shit from me

But some dick from me

Bitch I hit you quick kicked you out go get hit by d

Stunthard almighty chase the fuckin' cheese

Go crazy hot boys that's my fuckin' team

Put the money on the flo 'cause I need that

If the 40 in my hand imma squeeze that

Hit the lick quick we can split it up

If the spot get hot we can switch it up

Shots getting fired now you bitchin up

Call the hook to my crib now you snitchin' huh

Imma stunthard **** tell yo mans that

Shootin' shots while you runin' at yo mans back

Aimin' at his teeth he can tell that

Smoke a lotta loud you can smell that

Fuck you talking 'bout I got my own shit

I ain't fuckin' wit you **** got my own clique