Get Crazy lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, you get crazy?
Oh, all right, so shake that sh*t

[Chorus]
Oh you crazy? I’m crazier too
After we rump, b*tch you gotta move
Roscoe shoot, I’m throwin’ it too
You shootin’ at me, I’m shootin’ at you (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
So b*tch, so you better move
We DOAK and we comin’ through
How I’m lack if I’m totin’ on move?
Matter fact, I’m bringin’ the goons

[Verse 1]
And my n*ggas gon’ shake up the room
You bigger than me, then you gettin’ boomed, look
(I ain’t fightin’, this gun make you move, like)
(I ain’t fightin’, this gun make you move, like)
(Call up thotty, come shake up the room)
I’m comin’ wit' Bri and she comin’ wit' move (Like what?)
First off, you can come make a move (Like what?)
(Like, glah glah)
You a Flocka? Don’t come to the room
You think sh*t sweet, we knockin’ you too (Like what?)
Number one, better stick to ya root (And two)
Number two, and you better shoot, like
And three, and you better move, like
Sha be buggin’, he’ll knock at her too, like (Look)
Opp thot, she know what to do, like
After we f*ck, b*tch you gotta move (Like what?)
Think sh*t sweet, we knockin’ you too (Like what?)
You crazy, b*tch, so you better move (Like, b*tch)
Opp thot, she givin' the drop
After we rump, kick her outta’ the spot (Like what?)
Tryna line me, b*tch, you gettin’ shot, like
f*ck Nazzy, that boy in a box
Like what? Like, who gettin' shot? (Like what?)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Verse 2]
Yo, E with the dot, for you, I’ma let it flock
(Why these n*ggas, they cap on the block?)
(Like, we not the ones really sendin' shots, grrah)
Like, what?
Smokin’ everything dead
(n*gga everything shot)
(b*tch what the f*ck?)
n*gga, you popped, Kay bought yo drip (Lil' bum)
Why the f*ck you keep dissin’ and sh*t?
And I see that b*tch, I’ma give her the di*k (Grrah)
And it’s 5th to the Sev, y’all never gon' hit (What the f*ck?)
f*ck Blay, he got kicked in his sh*t
I know a opp that died wit' his grip (What the f*ck? Grrah)
Move, look, grrah
And Dougie got shot in his leg, what the f*ck?
Ayo, Nazzy, lil n*gga get up
D’s on my body, I ain’t tossin’ this gun (Look)
And ya b*tch wanna kick, wanna- (Look)
(Smokin’ all deads)
(I'm crazier too)
(Smokin’ all-, look)

[Chorus]
Oh you crazy? I’m crazier too
After we rump, b*tch you gotta move
Roscoe shoot, I’m throwin’ it too
You shootin’ at me, I’m shootin’ at you (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
So b*tch, so you better move
We DOAK and we comin’ through
How I’m lack if I’m totin’ on move?
Matter fact, I’m bringin’ the goons