Crazy 8 lyrics

They say the youth is wasted on the young

I thought about that quote when I toking on a blunt

So much gas it’s like I’m airing out my lungs

Putch like a puncture, my n*gga it pack a punch

Yeah I mangle it

Like strangling a masochist

Came through H-I

Easy as the alphabet

Aye B

Get to the money man let’s make it quick

Sluggish ruggish but i'm

Super saucy when I think I’m slick

What’s in my cupboard

A bag of that lemon

I dash with a London

Ironic that I only sip when it’s summer

I’m still a spring baby

A Sagittarius

So them flows is serious

Can’t stop won’t stop untill the day they hearing us

And quit comparing us

Man that sh*ts hilarious

They could never square with us

An improbable paradox

A problem that a pair of profs

Could never ever dare to box

They was never sure

And I was never shocked

Expect the unexpected

Like when employees is stealing stock

Never the lesser

We was foggy in the beatlebox

f*ck is depression

When the only thing that matter is pressing through pressure

But a more pressing matter is a head I can sever

I’m on yo head boy

I could lead em to leave yo head with some led boy

And cop me a section

Like the f*ck the cops

They tried to rob me and that taught me a lesson

If you fugazi and you lazy

Then you never goin get it

sh*t is crazy I’m not wavy

I’m an ocean of leverage

Blow so much mist that it’s a myth

So I’m leaving a legend