sha ek – shit crazy lyrics
[intro]
honcho
josh!
mmm, nah, turn it up, young madz
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
[chorus]
this sh+t crazy, i’m really a artist
i could f+ck all of em’, bro just started
when i make it, 8s comin’ wit’ me
you try to touch em’, i’m uppin’ the sitchy
i was dialin’, n+gga, this some real sh+t
when i make it, i’ma do some real sh+t
for your daughter, n+gga, i’ma up it
that’s a field where ain’t n0body touchin’, glah
[verse 1]
but lemme get back to this sh+t
lotti and dummy, they restin’ in p+ss
and rah, he got clapped in the whip
last year, couple lil’ n+ggas died in this sh+t
sh+t crazy, i’m bigger than n+ggas that’s lit
tell them p+ssy n+ggas, “suck a d+ck”
i still move how i want and i ain’t even rich
free my opps, yeah, the day they touch down, they shot
i be buggin’, spinnin’ through the blocks
i’ma keep cl!ckin’, like, this n+gga runnin’ but hе was just sayin’ he was smokin’ my pops
in my hood, it’s just me and my bl!ck
had a couple n+ggas runnin’ rick
gdk, you know that wе smokin’ on nick
why you keep on dissin’ you was suckin’ d+ck
[verse 2]
like, what? you gotta stop it
when i catch ya’, i know you gon’ cop it
we seen ya’ mans and we upped it and flocked it
but if it’s [?], i’ma turn the topic
i’m a hood n+gga, i’m in the street
all of a sudden, n+ggas wanna be
better duck from the shots when we spin through the ville
smokin’ boomer, hoppin’ out the v
i’m not mad ’cause y’all dissed me
i know two of y’all was lookin’ broke
i was laughin’, all y’all n+ggas jokes
this n+gga was plottin’ and f+ckin’ a loc
why the f+ck that lil’ [?] n+gga dissin’?
if you come home then you gon’ end up missin’
this sh+t crazy how these n+ggas switched
you was just cryin’, movin’ like a b+tch
if you know they you know, b+tch, you heard what i said
b+tch, i’m dumpin’ for me and my gang
if he rap, better stay in your lane
i just be mad ’cause y’all ain’t put in pain
i’ma just say what i feel on the beat
it get griddy, lost too many bros in the streets
i just work, i don’t care bout’ no label
love my mom, she put food on the table
gang+gang+gang
[chorus]
this sh+t crazy, i’m really a artist
i could f+ck all of em’, bro just started
when i make it, 8s comin’ wit’ me
you try to touch em’, i’m uppin’ the sitchy
i was dialin’, n+gga, this some real sh+t
when i make it, i’ma do some real sh+t
for your daughter, n+gga, i’ma up it
that’s a field where ain’t n0body touchin’, (glah)
this sh+t crazy, i’m really a artist
i could f+ck all of em’, bro just started
when i make it, 8s comin’ wit’ me
you try to touch em’, i’m uppin’ the sitchy
i was dialin’, n+gga, this some real sh+t
when i make it, i’ma do some real sh+t
for your daughter, n+gga, i’ma up it
that’s a field where ain’t n0body touchin’, (on gang)
[outro]
suck my d+ck, p+ssy
don’t run, don’t run
glah, gang+gang+gang
uh+huhh, uh+huhh, uh+huhh
glah+glah
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