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crazy - splurge lyrics

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[intro]
beat by jeff, n-gga
king of the hill, big bad wolf n-gga, of my city
lil splurge, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
all my n-ggas k!llers, all my n-ggas crazy
ridin’ ’round with them sticks, ridin’ ’round with three-eighties
i got light fashion on, i don’t wear the latest
she gon’ let me f-ck the first night, she a sl-tty lady
pop out with them sticks, go crazy
f-ckin’ your b-tch, go crazy
smoke through a zip, crazy
crash the whip, go crazy
pop out with them sticks, go crazy
f-ckin’ your b-tch, go crazy
smoke through a zip, crazy
crash the whip, go crazy

[verse]
we got them choppers, stand in the middle of the street
rank one gang, we elite, i’m smokin’ good dope so i reek
you fell out with your bro over a ho, i hit the block, get the dough
strapped on the stage while we doin’ a show
i’m pickin’ these b-tches, eenie-meenie-miny-mo
the backwood gas hit the back of my throat
i’m used to this sh-t so i don’t even choke
quit speakin’ on sh-t that you don’t even know
put the bricks in the mattress like rooms to go
pull up martin aston, i got the dope, why you askin’?
yeah that’s your ho i be smashin’
let off shots, they dashin’
find out jackin’ get you money, i stopped goin’ to school
found out couple n-ggas want me and i start packin’ a tool
let a n-gga try me, glock thirty actin’ a fool
n-ggas really fans, they ain’t gang, they just wanna be cool
i got a rod, used to play basketball
never had no job, all i do is rob
come get your b-tch ’cause she feelin’ herself
gelato real loud, got me feelin’ real deaf
all of my n-ggas crazy, make ’em step
pull out that ar-15, make a mess
can’t f-ck with an over-friendly b-tch
move out the way with that friendly sh-t
’cause you and the opps is friends and sh-t
that chopper end y’all friendship

[chorus]
all my n-ggas k!llers, all my n-ggas crazy
ridin’ ’round with them sticks, ridin’ ’round with three-eighties
i got light fashion on, i don’t wear the latest
she gon’ let me f-ck the first night, she a sl-tty lady
pop out with them sticks, go crazy
f-ckin’ your b-tch, go crazy
smoke through a zip, crazy
crash the whip, go crazy
pop out with them sticks, go crazy
f-ckin’ your b-tch, go crazy
smoke through a zip, crazy
crash the whip, go crazy

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