I GET CRAZY FREESTYLE lyrics

I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy (f*ck i want none of this b*tch, huh)
I-I get crazy
I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy (f*ck, f*ck out of this motherf*cker)
I-I get crazy
I get crazy
I-I get crazy (b*tch, what the sh*t b*tch)
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy

b*tch, i am a lunatic
A Psychotic disordered b*tch
I need my meds, i’m bout to trip
Clozapine or close your lips
Send subpoenas, ima dip
I been wildin like a chimp
On the run u can’t sedate sh*t
No im not just seeing myths
These n*ggas diagnosed psychosis
Leaking from they bloody noses
Yes i am the f*ckin’ coldest
bragging b*tches be so bogus
See mе and you lose your focus
Special ed provеs your slowness
Humble b*tches like they moses
Re-do ya last shot
You get cute & you get popped
On his knee he gives me rocks
You think we solid, but we not
On my di*k i watch ‘em flock
Stay up but they don’t last long
If you do me wrong
I destroy em call me king kong

You want a barbie?
What about all of this?
Top tier sis, yea i bread these b*tches
Cut em in half, mix breed fed these b*tches
Now they on their knees
Begging me to spare these b*tches
Put ‘em in a body bag & i declare my riches
Ion really need the clout
They really sit and hype about
The little things i rap about
I get my bread and then i bounce
Now i’m heading to your house
Full clip hangin out my pouch
Yea i’m finna bam out now
b*tches got they hands out, how?
Matter a fact, aim it at that b*tch brow
You big wild
I will potty all over your dead body
Cause it is my favorite hobby
Then i go and dip to saaaudiiiiiiiii

Cause i’m getting crazy
These b*tches lazy
And im gettin paid see
That’s why these hoes hate me
Yea i’m getting crazyyyyy
Yea i’m getting crazy
These b*tches lazy
And I’m gettin paid see
That’s why these hoes hate me
To body they ass it’s really nothing
These n*ggas is out here bluffin
If it ain’t about the bread
Give a f*ck about discussions
Tried to cross me, now you supper to me
Baking b*tches at about 500 degrees
I’m gettin crazy, the voices won’t escape me
Foaming from the rabies
You cannot restrain me
My hand is moving shaky
While i’m c*cking my 380
b*tches mad & b*tches lazy
Getting paid up in some pasties lately
Haha you little hoes
Talkin all that sh*t
But you can’t keep up with my flows
I’m rapping around b*tches heads
That’s all i really know
& you can’t keep up with Z.E.P
‘Cause all you b*tches slow
Ha, yeah, did you stream PEEKABOO & UNDERTAKER?
b*tches on my di*k need to pray up to their maker
Only f*ck with bad b*tches
Can’t f*ck with them fakers
I’m the motion picture and you b*tches live up in some trailers
You little b*tch
Beakin on my di*k
Silly hoe make me sick
Stomp a b*tch out
In my pretty pink ricks
sh*t gettin bloody now
Zeppie gotta dip

Hahahah
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya
I’m her sonny sonny sonny but i’m getting all the money
I’m her sonny sonny sonny but i’m getting all the money
I’m her sonny sonny sonny but i’m getting all the money
[?] papa bear [?] and all these b*tches dummy
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Ya you b*tches ain’t getting no money
b*tch you lookin dummy
Dummy dummy, yeah i chew these b*tches like gummies
Yesh gummy, b*tch you are dummy
Dummy, all you b*tches are dummy
Dummy, you’re getting chewed like gummies
Gummies
b*tch i can’t sing but i will bother you
b*tch you cannot f*ck with me
I step on hoes in my brand new shoes

I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy
I-I get crazy

c*ck, c*ck, c*ck
b*tch suck my c*ck, c*ck, c*ck
You b*tches will get rocked
‘cause i am at the top
The top notch b*tch
And my sh*t won’t stop
Well this was fun
I’ll see you b*tches on, i don’t know, the tape
Um, i don’t know
Bye, mwah