Talkin Crazy

(It's a Wayne beat) what up, Wayne?

Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga

You know what the fuck goin' on

Yeah, we sippin' real Hi-Tech, nigga

They thought, aight

Ay, this a 41 millimeter

Niggas petty, buyin' ones, pourin' milliliters

I got a zip of dawg, stronger than some skillet cleaner

I ain't got time to box with you, I be killin' people

Take a nigga life without askin', I be stealin' people

I can fuck a bitch sister raw, bet she still'll eat it

I got an old K longer than little people

This pint of red done turned brown on me, I'm still gon' drink it

You can't be sayin' Ghetto Boyz if you ain't write Peezy

I'm finna go on Livernois and serve these white people

By myself in a 550, I don't like people

I'ma pop you if you try me, I just told you I don't fight people

If the pussy smell good, then I might eat it

Hurry up and grab this pint from me, bro, I might drink it

Finna buy a 42 'Dweller and let Mike keep it

Hit yo' block wit' a K with the scope, call it sightseein'

I don't think I'm from this planet, I'm an astronaut

I'll throw my whole career away, bro, pass the Glock

If you seen me with Lou, I was prolly grabbin' Wock'

Put a deuce in a 20-ounce Sprite and pour out half the pop

I was just posted on Fenton with a bag of rocks

Now I wake up in the mornin' bored, I might go grab a watch

I got an Arab who paid the high for these, you don't have to shop

You can still die, nigga, I don't care how many straps you got

I just made a lotta money, then I got bored

And, no, I'm not rich yet, but I'm not poor

Stop talmbout you slidin' in 'em songs, you did not score

Five niggas tried to jump on me, I shot four

Then I had to whip the other nigga ass

80 racks just on grass, you move another nigga bag

My side bitch called tryna fuck, her other nigga mad

Catch me on Greenfield at Golden Sun, hunnid in the bag

Can't take the opps serious, them niggas dropped a hunnid and I laughed

I ain't gon' lie, I take Percocets 'cause I be cummin' fast

You tryna spend ten thou' right now? I'm comin' fast

If I see an opp out, and I ain't strapped, I'ma punch his ass

The pint of red was talkin' back to me, I drunk his ass

I'm still tryna fuck big booty Ari with her ugly ass

Don't know what kinda car I might get in, but it's somethin' fast

If I drop a hunnid shots, and they don't drop, then I'm comin' back

You ran a hunnid up off EDD, you better thank Trump

Bitch ain't take a shower 'fore we fuck, she a stank butt

I just had two pints of juice, it got drank up

Me and Mike put the city on our back, y'all gotta thank us

Niggas mad, been rappin' ten years, and they ain't saved up

Now it's ten racks to get us on a track, I know they hate us

You know this shit-talkin' shit ain't, aight

You know this shit-talk, aight

You know this shit-talkin' ain't free, they gotta pay up

Just pull up and count the money up, the work weighed up

200 racks off just rap, it took eight months

200 blacks back to back, I got great lungs

The way that bitch suck dick, she got eight tongues

Bitch keep the same panties on, she got eight thongs

Dropped an EP and made 300 thousand off eight songs

My bitch titties fake, lips fake, and she got fake buns

Was finna shoot, then I passed bro the rock, he did a layup

We just popped an opp up at eight o'clock, fucked his day up

High off drank, but when I take Percocets, it help me stay up

I need this lil' nigga popped up, I hit Lil Tay up

Would you believe me if I told you I was sippin' red?

Would you believe me if I told you all the shit I did?

Would you believe me if I told you I fucked her and ain't get the head?

Bitch sent a whole paragraph, I left the bitch on read

Tryna sleep with six hos tonight, I need a bigger bed

I'll have Lil E chase you down, he got little legs

Bitch left me on stuck, I had little dreads

Now my money long, hair long, I got bigger bands

Tryna carry 100K in dubs, I need bigger pants

You still tryna run a ten up, you need bigger plans, nigga

Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga

You know what the fuck goin' on

Free the whole ghetto, nigga