"That Shit Crazy" lyrics

"That Shit Crazy"

On cap, if I want her, I'll make her quit and pay a bad bitch her salary
She'll never ever post no pics of us, but I'm all through her gallery
I flex so hard running through that check, you'd think I was burning calories
Go cat, go track, go TRX, lil nigga, that's right up my alley

Already went rose, already went lamb, already went coupe, what's next
Bought my first foreign, just me and my mans, we would pull up and shoot out the Lex
He was damn near rich, now I'm yelling free Drench, gotta check on my auntie Valerie
I blew my first 100 grand so quick, I was giving that shit to my family

Now I'm playing with Ms, they hitting my line, but might want a loan or something
On the grind, cause Mally just took that time, he gotta come home to something
If you free and you got 24 like me, just leave me alone, brother
Get them tools and fuel to my nephews, cause my brother gone, brother

On a mission, used to be young and ambitious, now I'm a grown hustler
In them trenches, soon that shit got vicious, I was a known suspect
Used to hop out backseat, front seat, me and my killers, we tough as Russia
Ain't no shoot from down the street, ride down the street, get up close and bust ya

Even me, anybody could get touched
I still clutch, pray to God I up first
Every day niggas hating and staring, pull up McLaren, inside is mustard
Once upon a time he was part of the crew, now it's fuck you too, I know that must hurt

But you won't ever go with your move, you know I'll pull this bitch out of the shirt
Every day I get up, go to work
See me lately, I'm going berserk
Send it out every month on the first
Temper short, I been doing the percs

Shorty bad, let me under her skirt
If it's good, then we going to Turks
And she very demure, she knowing I'm not insecure, I'm letting her twerk
Hit the jewelry store, I'm rocking shit clearer than water, pure like a virgin

Expressway, you hear that V12 engine, that's me merging
Don't stop and chat on corners no more, I blow by on purpose
Run through the light, I got my pipe, you niggas make me nervous
My homie still serving
Swerve, still swerving

Can't extend my hand, I learned from that, your mans will do you dirty
I had remorse when making purchases, even though I earned it
But fuck 'em, still tote Glock with 30, just in case he murders
Will God test me, stretch a nigga close to me, I worry

Got broski number on speed dial, pull up in a hurry
If ever it's you or me, I'm choosing me, won't show no mercy
I filled the stat sheet for NLMB, hang up my jersey
Told legendary stories in my verses, know they heard of me

I got some killers that won't blitz till they get the word from me
I won't ever ever switch and you might snitch, I don't believe it
I'm really rich, but that ain't shit, I'd catch a murder in first degree

Spent my whole life with skis
I saw a rifle, take it lightly, freeze
Rocking GFazo Nikes
Who you know make shit viral like me
Started off small, now I'm outta your league

When it's all said and done, I might get a B
And you know I'm grateful, cause where I came from, they don't mention your name with elite
Rain, snow, or sleet, I remain a G
I ain't let money change me

Niggas complaining instead of making a way, but ain't feel more pain as me
That shit crazy
Crazy
That shit crazy
It's crazy
That shit crazy
That shit crazy
Shit crazy


mixtape: "Welcome To Fazoland (Anniversary Edition)" (2025)
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