Talking Crazy lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Free Joy gang, b*tch
Mhm, we on all that

[Verse 1]
We get his block, we get the ups, and we gon' get him gone (Oh yeah)
I catch an opp, I set him up, then put him in these songs
Big Choppa comin' home
The f*ck you thought, we'd be down for long?
They lettin' them killers out that b*tch, yeah, you know what time we on
Don't move, stupid
Thinkin' you groovy, this chop groove music
Make him dance
Pull up with drums like we came with a band
XDs, Glockys be cool, but I like XDs
Twenty-two shot, hop out blowin' like it's the referee
No stoppin' sh*t
Slide through here, I bet I stop that b*tch
f*ck you mean?
Draco came with a green beam
Been feelin' like these n*ggas tryna kill me
They gon' have to kill me
Ain't from Toronto, but them raptors with me
Real killers, hop out on feet and walk down n*ggas
Broad daylight, leave 'em exactly where we found n*ggas
Murder music, this that sh*t you gon' catch bodies to
f*ck the opps, you with the opps, you gettin' clapped at too, n*gga
[Interlude]
f*ck you mean, n*gga?
Yeah, n*gga, we on all that
We on all that bullsh*t, n*gga
Tryna catch a n*gga
And we tryna drop a n*gga
We ain't playin' no games
b*tch

[Verse 2]
Slide them doors back, hop out, and watch us go to work
You thinkin' you finna get saved, you better go to church
Left his di*k in the dirt, n*gga, you stupid, think that plan work
Send that n*gga up there with him, I put him on a shirt
Watch the news, check the scoreboard, y'all 'bout to lose
Feelin' different
This thirty on me got me feelin' different
Hitter dance, I see an opp and watch I get to hittin'
Spin again and spin again until this hundred finished
Pick him up, drop his ass, somebody get him up
Watch what you say 'cause I ain't gon' rap, b*tch, I'ma punch your face
Beat him bad, stomp out your sh*t and move bro out the way
Like let me at him, after I'm done, I let them killers have him

[Outro]
Yeah
Y'all thought them killers was gone
b*tch, we back
We wasn't gon' be down for long