- Nardo Wick Krazy Krazy 歌詞
- Nardo Wick
- [Intro]
Tay Keith, what the **** goin on, nigga?
[Chorus]
Crazy, crazy
Only ten pack, eighty
Touch out, rockabye baby
Say she hate me
Im like, 'Why she hate me?' Aint did shit to hate me
Im in Atlanta with switches
Finna pull up on Ced (Switches), finna pull up on Baby
Im in Atlanta with switches
Finna pull up on Savage (Switches), finna pull up on [?]
Im in the city with choppas
Finna pull up on Nuk, finna pull up on Tuk
Opps call my phone like, 'Finna pull up on you'
Finna pull up on who?
Tell em, 'Come through,' tell em come do what they do
Tell em come make they move (Tell em, tell em)
Tell em, 'Come through,' tell em come do what they do
Tell em, 'Come make the news'
[Verse]
I aint feelin none of these niggas (Tay Keith, **** these niggas up)
All that shit they say be flaw
Niggas lie, I know the truth, I be like, 'Come on, knock it off'
Call her shark attack, whats in between my legs stay in her jaws
Call me pad man, whats in between my legs stay in her draws
Yeah, we got shots fo sho, but they is not fo sho
They fill that up [?]
We totin the lil jawns
We shoot, they gettin low, it look like limbo
Text on Telegram, it say, 'That shit end,' its from my migo
Call me cousinnem and say, 'That shit end,' and they say, '10-4'
My nigga avalanche, my wrist a avalanche, my mouth a avalanche
My bitch aint average, my gang aint average, my car not average
I be on wicked shit, my gang on wicked shit, my bitch on wicked shit
I be on silly shit, hop out this silly quick, Im tryna split a wig (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Said that she feelin me, she want to feel on me
She want a nigga, me
Said he got hit a bunch but end up pullin through , I say, 'You killin me'
Niggas get butterflies when they around the gang, they be so jittery
My nigga, a couple houses, no exaggeratin, Im talkin bout-
Niggas gon go bang, bang
My chain go bling, bling (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Im screamin, 'Gang, gang'
And aint it shit changed, Im on the same thing, I stillll bang , bang
We dont play no games, and we dont drop names, we lettin shit rain
Ran out of propane, aint breakin shit down, we sellin whole things (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Walk in the store, and I got a stick under my arm
Nigga play, he gon die in the store
Say he gettin a switchy, but he aint gon keep it on auto
The **** is he buyin it for? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
He ride in a Hemi (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
Police pull him over, he stop (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
Then the **** is he drivin it for? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
If I see her, Im hittin the bitch (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
But, I dont ever see her cause this nigga hidin the ho
They really bitches, them niggas just actin like gangstas, them nigga be hidin' they ho
When we out of town, they be goin on live outside, like we aint have em duckin before
Be usin your brain whenever it come to this gang, or we puttin that shit on the floor
All these niggas is lame, we know somebody in gang probably hittin his ho
[Chorus]
Crazy, crazy
Only ten pack, eighty
Touch out, rockabye baby
Say she hate me
Im like, 'Why she hate me?' Aint did shit to hate me
Im in Atlanta with switches
Finna pull up on Ced (Switches), finna pull up on Baby
Im in Atlanta with switches
Finna pull up on Savage (Switches), finna pull up on [?]
Im in the city with choppas
Finna pull up on Nuk, finna pull up on Tuk
Opps call my phone like, 'Finna pull up on you'
Finna pull up on who?
Tell em, 'Come through,' tell em come do what they do
Tell em come make they move ( Tell em, tell em)
Tell em, 'Come through,' tell em come do what they do
Tell em, 'Come make the news'
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