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better known - classiccrazy lyrics

[intro: classiccrazy & us3rn4mee]
two kings bout to drop a hot one
ya’ll ready for this?
brrah*rah*rah*rah
ya, so

[verse 1: classiccrazy]
as we know, way down below, all the haters pumped up, and get drop kicked like geronimo

living on the top so far the sky can go
i freestyle better than crazy kid bobby wrote

spitting all these bars, i already got the notes with the flow
gonna get myself a new honor roll

grinding so hard one day i’ma be rich
don’t you try to test me kid, or you’ll get a stitch

hopped up in the corvette cause your b*tch ass wear a corset
you like sport and cloths but you really can’t afford it

you don’t even got the dough, get the f*ck up out my store b*tch
i got racks on racks on racks on racks and you cannot touch it. (b*tch)

[verse 2: us3rn4mee]
us3rn4mee, i be hopping on the track
classiccrazy needed help so i said that i got his back
i just pulled up to the crib
he just made me pop off b*tch

all these b*tches want my money
they just wanna be rich

i’m like uzi, all this dough
i feel like a hypebeast

all this drip, i can spit, pull up in the rari
matte black, riding fast, diamonds on my body
going fast, whiplash, i do not say sorry
i pull out the gold bars, and then all the b*tches want me
i can spit like carti, then i make a f*cking star beam
all these hits on spotti, yeah, all these people like me
when i’m on the radio, all these haters hating
when i’m in the studio, i know that i am winning

i got so much f*cking dough, that you know i be buying
gucci chain, new diamond ring, and i just got some new grills
do not f*ck with me or crazy, or you will pay the bills

[verse 3: classiccrazy]
loaded up the shawty, i’m boutta to get a body
if you think that you sl!ck i’ma hit u with a dotty
r.i.p to juice, i think these pills k!llin’ me
man i met this b*tch and omg she fine she so thick

when i mess her up, i got myself some new cole bricks
vvs my name, my diamonds, and my rollie on my wrist

slaying these haters like i’m a mother f*ckin rockstar
if you pull up on us we goin pop you like a poptart

rollie on my wrist, (ayy) diamonds on my b*tch (ayy)
i don’t give a sh*t, show up to your party
uninvited, sorry

pull up, meet me with my friends, we all in the ally
we gon bring the drugs, and we get high off the molly
if you hit the floor, oh sh*t, i do not say sorry

[verse 4: us3rn4mee]
yeah he don’t say sorry
i got 23 on my back, yeah, feel like i am ballin’

got so much balenci on me, i’m a f*cking hypebeast
everyone be staring, but they all just do not like me
passing them so fast, they can’t even sight me
spotlight shining on me, feel like i’m a movie star
now there’s paparazzi, flashing pictures at me
broskie tryna size me, now they wanna fight me
told him meet me in the alley
drop him like a body

all these b*tches, sh*t to me
they just wanna try me
til’ i get my paycheck, then they act like they my homie
just forget it, homie

gotta end this with a banger
you no longer know me

[outro: classiccrazy & us3rn4mee]
g ski’s f*ck the freeskis boutta get her back but she don’t know me
vvs all on my neck, she just wanna be me
they just wanna be me, feelin like john cena cause they cannot see me
money stuffed in my jeans, feel like it is all free
everywhere i look i see b*tches and they want me, they just want the money so get the f*ck up off me

diamonds on my wrist (ayy)
gold chain on my b*tch (ayy)
we are both so rich (ayy)
do not be a snitch

if you pull up to the club, we gon smoke you like a blunt
f*ck your gang and f*ck you, your a f*cking ugly c*nt
if you think you better than us, you gon be wrong bruh
n*ggas nowadays they think that they own sh*t
but then when you check, they really a broke b*tch
this is not your spot, you better get f*cking rich
everything you know about us, we are better known, b*tch

- classiccrazy lyrics

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