jay jones - go crazy lyrics
[intro: jay jones]
yeah (yeah)
i’m reloaded yeah
yeah
yeah
maaan
[verse 1: jay jones]
mean mitch, i get plenty bands
i ain’t never been a minute man
i ain’t never been a cheese eater
yall looking like packers fans
hollygrove, thats pakistan
ak, thats a half a man
let it rip, they ain’t have a chance
won’t make it to the ambulance
ym double o, we the business
up in traffic with me the n-gg-
you ain’t stevie, you see a n-gg-
slick side, won’t be a n-gg-
i ain’t been up in the city lately
b-tches say im acting sh-tty lately
got me working off of two phones
got this rap sh-t going crazy
i dont really like to waste time
grab that from the waistline
make it boom like a b-ssline
long flights through a grey sky
i was chillin on biscane
got a text about the d-ck game
from my b-tch out in ny
tryna take me to the knicks game
ain’t it crazy how sh-t change
ain’t it crazy how a b-tch change
one week you they mcm
next week you a big lame
yall hoes crazy yall hoes childish
all my partners they tote choppers
drink lean out the whole bottle
she juggle b-lls she a globe trotter
white girl want a c-ke shower
more money thats more problems
more caine i sold out it
doors open its so cloudy
i gotta juice, ready for take off
sending hits they talking adolf
im a pit im talking j dog
what the f-ck im at the a loft
real n-gg- all day and tomorrow
business busy i ain’t finna call you
blowing up know you feeling awful
blowing up know you feeling awful
been thru old hoes i got new flames
on snakes alley i blew flame
[?] on magic city i f-ck good at these new thangs
thats all facts all true
one call and i fall through
n-gg-s broke sitting inside sending out tweets thats what yall do
woo, im good in the south, west, and the eastside, how about you?
how you “good” but your n-gg-s throwing up the peace sign? thats a foul move
lets get it
im on that bullsh-t you ain’t wid it
all my bullsh-t, you can get it
f-ck on the baddest b-tches in the city
and it dont matter n-gg-, any city
please dont compare me with none of these n-gg-s
dont run with these n-gg-s dont ask me for pictures
im counting the dough and im laughing at n-gg-s
and trapping they b-tches they handle my business
you say we f-cked, ho you liar
dont give a f-ck ho, you can die
i throw my middle finger in the sky
then put a middle finger in ya tw-t
i done bought hope to the whole block
won’t stop till i get a whole lot
open up and yall n-gg-s come shop
roll up and watch then i roll out
wait, go crazy
yeah, go crazy
man, go crazy
d-mn, go crazy
[verse 2: lil wayne]
(naaah)
(go brazy)
(so brazy)
blood gang big b’s red
i’m a packers fan i’m a cheese head
got a yellow b-tch and i’m a green head
i’m a sleepy head cause i’m a weed head
i’m a hammer head when her knees spread
walking like i’m talking till my teeth bled
till my feet red i’mma need meds
i’mma need mines i’mma need theirs
i’m a blind head i’m a bleach head
she a xan head she a beach head
i’m the sandman when her dreams dead
she go ham ham on a meathead
like batman in the sweet coupe
like pacman with a sweet tooth
i got both hands full of sweet bread
for the big heads, we be head you
flatbread on your last leg
your check book on the last page
and with that said i’m on a rampage
i’mma teach you and your cl-ssmates
no weekends off no half days
i’mma sashay on your landscape
i’mma get two hoes, make a pancake
i’mma f-ck ’em both through their back gate
but can these hoes fix a backache
i come on they chest, straight checkmate
then they hug each other now thats great
then come together like the usa
hollygrove is our set jake
tunechi, i am the sensei
money money money money team hit the funny team with the trick play
touch down celebration
wait, go crazy
yeah, go crazy
yeah, go crazy
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