GO CRAZY! lyrics
by Hi-C
[Intro: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Yeah, b*tch
Yeah
Blood Rain Boys, n*gga, you know how we coming, man
Vampire Gang sh*t, man
What? What? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydi*k]
I take a tab and then I go crazy
f*cking your b*tch, I know that's your baby
Too juiced up, riding Mercedes
Stuck in my ways, lil' b*tch, you can't change me
f*ck these n*ggas, man, y'all be fugazi
Big chop make you do a one-eighty
Reptilian Club all black like a raven
You want a feature, n*gga, you gotta pay me
Cast a love spell, now she sucking me slow
Vampire Gang, dripping blood on the floor
Take off my chains, b*tch, I'm still in my glow
In my own lane, n*ggas stealing my flow
RCB up next, tell me something I don't know
Juuging thеse n*ggas, crossing them just like D Rosе
Cast a money spell, now my wrist too froze, yeah, yeah
Russian Cream, b*tch, I need gas like a Honda
Talking down on gang, n*gga, I might f*ck your mama
Pull up with the sticks long as anaconda
I got the bag, you a window-shopper
f*cking with me, hit you with this chopper
Blow his brains on her shirt, looking like pasta
[Verse 2: Hi-C]
Hit the mall, watch a n*gga cash out
Hit the mall, I'ma bring them racks out
Kicking sh*t like a f*cking roundhouse
Off the drugs, watch a n*gga wild out
Chopper on me, n*gga, better get down
I'm a god, lil' n*gga, bow down
f*cked his ho and he never found out
Suck my di*k, I'm not tryna make out
I'm smoking gas, Hi-C brung them pounds out
Mailed a couple bags to my b*tch house
Told that lil' b*tch to hold this sh*t down
Got her trapping, making me so proud
You a lame n*gga, you can't come 'round
Off the drugs, n*gga, I can't turn down
Talking crazy, I'ma do him so foul
[?]
[Verse 3: WiFiGawd]
Rocking that sh*t, go crazy (Crazy)
Smoking that sh*t, go crazy (Crazy)
Kush got a n*gga lazy (Damn)
Racks got these n*ggas hating
I'm in the trap whipping up a baby
Hang with them trap n*ggas in the basement
Leave that rat n*gga on the pavement (What? What?)
f*cking that bag up on the daily
n*gga too fly like a G5
Gucci, no Levi's
I got these n*ggas [?] like [?]
[?], I'm on the front line
These n*ggas [?]
I'm on the drumline, n*gga, it's drum time
I know these n*ggas gon' fold in crunch time
You in the [?], I'm in the [?]
Up on the top and you know I'ma [?]
f*cking that b*tch and I f*cked on the beach
She sucking my di*k [?]
These n*ggas be wilding, they not in the street
I feel like [?], been [?]
Man, shout-out the OG, I'm f*cking with [?]
I'm smoking on OG, I can't even think
I'm scoring like Kobe, the f*ck did you think? (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tatted, I'm tatted, I'm dripping in ink
Ooh, ooh
f*cking up them racks, that's my boo, boo
I come with that fire, b*tch, I do, ooh (Ayy)
f*cking with that loud, that's the boof, ooh (Ayy, yeah, damn)
f*cking with that pressure, it's the truth (b*tch)
[Outro: WiFiGawd]
Yeah, yeah, and I'm serving [?], you know what I'm saying?
Big dog, lil' b*tch
Damn (What?), ayy (Go cray)
Ayy