shy glizzy - goin' loco lyrics
[intro]
(geraldo liive on the track)
[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f+ck with n+ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread
[verse 1]
yeah, you can hear my car when i put that b+tch in park
i’m forever going hard and i put that sh+t on god
and when we shoot these guns, they sound like atomic bombs
they be like, “what the f+ck? ain’t knew he had a grammy nom'”
i stay away from suckers, all i hang around is k!llers
we get in lots of trouble, told my b+tch we late for dinner
she was f+ckin’ with a loser, told her come f+ck with a winner
i’m ridin’ with that ruger, with them five+point+sevens in it
b+tch, my diamonds dancin’ like they listening to future
my granny died from cancer, i’m still smokin’ like i’m stupid
b+tch, i’m always good ’cause i’m related to them shooters
richest n+gga in my hood, they treat me just like mansa musa
[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f+ck with n+ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread
i got a lot of mils, you should see the way they tread
b+tch asked me pay her bills, i told her, “f+ck up out my bed”
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, i might make some n+ggas scared
[verse 2]
just had a ménage with two b+tches, look like nicki
i got an ar and the bottom got a fifty
i just bought a black escalade and named it biggie
guess how much that i spent today? i think ’bout sixty
got a bad b+tch, she from harlem, try me, she up for a fight
and i gotta wear cargos ’cause my pockets never light
don’t act like it’s a shocker ’cause i sell pounds day and night
they should call me bob barker ’cause you know the price is right
and that ain’t really your b+tch, she gave me head the other night
i’m locked in with my asian hoes, sell that china white
oh my god, she a thick little b+tch, yeah, that’s my type
soon as i whipped out my d+ck, she told me she afraid of heights, ayy
[bridge]
n+ggas only good as they last song
all these fake+ass n+ggas, they ain’t gon’ last long
yeah, n+ggas be tell on they dog, but they ain’t gon’ blast, dog
i’m on them, hold my glock like savage, yeah, my man hung
[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f+ck with n+ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread
i got a lot of mils, you should see the way they tread
b+tch asked me pay her bills, i told her, “f+ck up out my bed”
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, i might make some n+ggas scared (ayy)
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