Crazy Ass n*gga lyrics

[Chorus]
Never get tired of riding this fast sh*t
Told em the cat was fast as hell he got in that b*tch, and almost crashed it
Auto pilot f*cking this b*tch in the back in the Tesla doin the dash in it
Gotta lotta bodies so if you want me dead then cmon n*gga' come crash then
Broke-ah pus*y n*gga onnat ion carry CASHét
Yeen gotta cap for none these hoes, you ain't in yo bag b*tch
Really been wantin to hit that hoe I heard that pus*y nasty
AP rose gold, no chain' Ian want to be to flashy

[Verse]
And don't call me about that n*gga' he dead now
Don't cap like yeen say none of that sh*t
We heard what you said now
Use to ain't taking my medicine b*tch' I'm on hella meds now
If 12 start shootin they gun at mе, I'ma run the f*ckin' feds down
Sent thеy diss' we hot , where they do that, where you get that from?
Tryna show that blick to much, n*gga who you shoot at?, where you get that gun
He cappin bout all them drills, n*gga yeen do that' you ain get that done
Caught em lacking with his Jr. , why you do that?, finna kill ya son
Tired of these n*ggas in that fake beef sh*t
f*cked his BM pus*y wasn't talm bout none, but I love the way she eat di*k
When i was done I sent her back, I know that he sick
Want me to stand you with no scram, pus*y if you tender you can keep it
Only for 1 night I don't want yo hoe boy
We up on that score boy
Up in that field so y' know my glizzy tuck fasho boy
Dont try this sh*t, better start acting like you know boy
And n*gga I ain't gotta want for sh*t I'm having racks and that's fasho boy
Huh, walking round with big sh*t
We like 50 deep
Tried Rob and heard a Grrtl─, he ain't getting sh*t from me
Caught me with another b*tch, I know this hoe gettin sick of me
Put belt-to-ass all by myself ion need no n*gga to blitz for me
Play you lay, you crazy ass n*gga
Let's go bank-for-bank or Glock-for-Glock you f*ckin baby-ass n*gga
di*k-ridin them boys so they can save you ass-n*gga
Trap ain never had no motion, stop cappin lazy-ass n*gga (Huh)
[Verse#2]
Every n*gga gon' die for steady cappin in them post
He thought his hoe got outta there boy you ain even faster then yo hoe
Spent 3 thousand on this sh*t b*tch don't keep asking bout my coat
Sucking the bros up in the spot n*gga don't keep asking bout that hoe (This what we gon' make her do)

[Outro]
Shake that ass b*tch
I ain't no average n*gga' I'm having hella cabbage
Had that hoe inna ball and Ian even smash
You done sucked a million di*ks ain't none about you classy