Go Crazy

A Lau on the Beat Ay, AR look Niggas better check my rap sheet AR don't rap I clap heat You ain't gone ride better play the backseat Amiris for the day ain't baggy Don't hit me if it ain't cashy I be wavin glizzy like I need a taxi Once I get the lead they cannot pass me I remember niggas used to lap me Locked up these bitches used to cap me Now I'm in my Birkin Bag on Ashley And I like my bitches bad and classy Nico comin home it's gone be nasty Still got the gang with me but Them niggas already know that shit Shooter don't play with me everywhere I Go he tote that stick armed and dangerous Can't lack I already know I'm lit Armed and dangerous Can't lack I swear I tote my grip All them choppers He was droppin the gang he got burned We do not play we got guns Smoke drugs to the face I cop Runtz If I tell flock bruh We bent to the dash we got some Young nigga dripped in designer and I'm mixing off any bottle Gang why he moving so flagrant He get turned to a patient And that ass throw her back it's amazing Off a perc throw it back I be quaking Call up AR, boy like JR Back to the block with them shakers Get to the bag like the takers Try to run up you just did me a favor Meet up, uh, he gone meet up his maker Rock like he Chapo Nine to his denims, get left out his Tahoe If you lack that's his business Glock with extensions Now he dealt with some misses Choppa he banged and he Dealt with the witness Paranoia got me I don't answer my door without the rocket And I wonder why niggas be flashing em, it's So easy to up it and pop it, uh But let's switch the topic I be seeing these boys tryna copy I ain't dread but my pockets knotty You get a shot we pull up at your posse It's 26 and the babies we bending em Hotels only time we be checking in Have Choppa and Milly go handle that I bet they gone get the message then Boy I've been toting since 2010 My glizzy close to me I Don't need any friends I ain't 50 but Many Men, Many Men Diamonds be all different colors like M&Ms Way us nigga I'm surrounded by dangerous killers Really wit' it don't play tough nigga Hit it once I can't lay up nigga I cannot lack keep a K tucked nigga If he from it the gang come get em In a race to the lanes I'm switching All the fuck niggas hate I'm different, yeah Still posted with my shooters Jaleeky stay with 2 guns Do not move hot just move up I can make Choppa do ya KG pull up and boom some Fuck all of the opps they losers That little thot gon' choose us Cuz she see all of these blue bucks Got my savage up mommy satisfying It was plain rice, it was lonely nights I heard my momma crying It was glizzies, pipes, tryna take a life Hoping an opp a dying Got a laser beam, please don't make a scene I don't know why he trying Got on latex when we catch rec Don't know who the plug supplying Mask on no Coronavirus On the chop man he really sliding Gang moving tact and I know they watchin 260 on the shot clock, make your Block hot, this is a last, gang Niggas better check my rap sheet AR don't rap I clap heat You ain't gone ride better play the backseat Amiris for the day ain't baggy Don't hit me if it ain't cashy I be wavin glizzy like I need a taxi Once I get the lead they cannot pass me I remember niggas used to lap me Locked up these bitches used to cap me Now I'm in my Birkin Bag on Ashley And I like my bitches bad and classy My nigga Nico home it' gon be nasty