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that's crazy - bill wailey lyrics

[verse]
sh*t is corrupt these days man, feels like politics
i guess me and these n*ggas are polar opposites
it’s my money so your ass ain’t getting no tips
bricked up whenever i’m kissing her lips
how you calling her pretty when she puts on make up?
i don’t think she’s pretty, she looks like a d*mn sl*t
she should know her role and keep her mouth shut
f*ck it, let’s just chill and sip on this cough syrup
when i say sh*t, i ain’t asking for your f*ckin’ opinions
feel like himothy the way i keep getting them wins
b*tch, what’s up with all them motherf*ckin’ questions
you knew i said no comment, so f*ck off from my presencе

or maybe i just think that all of them n*ggas are just fake
how about these n*ggas leave me alone for f*ck sake
tears flowin’ on my face ’cause of the way her ass shake
how you gon’ wear a short dress but your ass a virgin?
man, her ass so fake, it looks like she went to a plastic surgeon
me and her got the same name, but i’m the better version
been here for 21 years, b*tch, you lookin’ at a veteran
high school girls wanna f*ck me like my name is arjin bester
but these b*tches mean as f*ck, man they be like heather
from total drama, man that cartoon was the best ever
said she wanna settle with me, i tell her we now forever
drake better than your favourite rapper, get off their d*cks
forehead b*tch think she hot just ’cause she now in matric
man, i’ll rather go stream sonwabile on kick
i just feel like bro is on another level, man he so sick
yo, sittin’ here with my thoughts, sippin’ on switch
i’m the best, feel like messi everytime he’s on the pitch
feel like makin’ my mom jokes like my name is mitch
gon’ get muscle soon, yeah and then i’ll f*ck your b*tch
[interlude]
sh*t man, that’s crazy

[verse 2]
but like check this out fam, you gon’ wanna hear this
don’t think that i’m comin’ for you, this sh*t ain’t a diss
however, just know that i’m now putting your ass on notice
although i hope you’ll give me sp*ce and let me focus
i ain’t fake though like ghost hlubi, sorry i meant bobby
i don’t f*ck with bro’s content no more, he’s f*ckin’ c*cky
i’m never gonna be a stay*at*home father like rocky
b*tch, i need my ex to f*ck off and go be somebody
i feel like gunna since my life is a gift and a curse
and i need privacy since i’m now writing this verse
talk sh*t about me and your ass might end up in a he*rs*
maybe not, but that’ll happen in an alternate universe
i might just skyf a hun that lives in durban north
might just f*ck her too, and pull her hair, no remorse
n*ggas are fake like ghost hlubi with that porsche
going behind joseph’s back, tried to skyf jai amora
what’s crazy is that these n*ggas be corrupt like cyril
i’m firing direct shots bro, this sh*t ain’t subliminal
figuratively n*gga, ‘cause the boy ain’t got a pistol
i just needed to make myself clear, i hope it’s crystal
these assh0l*s must be rick ross, they irrelevant
n*ggas can’t f*ck with billy, i’m on my f*ckin’ element
metaphorically, roll up that sh*t and pass me the blunt
so i can smoke these b*tch ass n*ggas in an instant
hate written all over them, fake written all over them
perhaps i’m gonna steal their huns, they all a perfect ten
hope i won’t find out that her love is fake all over again
don’t need ghostwriters my n*gga, i’m my own pen
friends say they got your back, but only text when they need you
it feels like you lowkey feeding them, they don’t feed you
partner say they love you, but really they gon’ screw you
but i guess i’m matured now, b*tch i now outgrew you

- bill wailey lyrics

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