Get Crazy

[Intro]
Oh, you get crazy?
Oh, all right, so shake that shit

[Chorus]
Oh you crazy? I’m crazier too
After we rump, bitch you gotta move
Roscoe shoot, I’m throwin’ it too
You shootin’ at me, I’m shootin’ at you (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
So bitch, so you better move
We DOAK and we comin’ through
How I’m lack if I’m totin’ on move?
Matter fact, I’m bringin’ the goons

[Verse 1]
And my niggas gon’ shake up the room
You bigger than me, then you gettin’ boomed, look
(I ain’t fightin’, this gun make you move, like)
(I ain’t fightin’, this gun make you move, like)
(Call up thotty, come shake up the room)
I’m comin’ wit' Bri and she comin’ wit' move (Like what?)
First off, you can come make a move (Like what?)
(Like, glah glah)
You a Flocka? Don’t come to the room
You think shit sweet, we knockin’ you too (Like what?)
Number one, better stick to ya root (And two)
Number two, and you better shoot, like
And three, and you better move, like
Sha be buggin’, he’ll knock at her too, like (Look)
Opp thot, she know what to do, like
After we fuck, bitch you gotta move (Like what?)
Think shit sweet, we knockin’ you too (Like what?)
You crazy, bitch, so you better move (Like, bitch)
Opp thot, she givin' the drop
After we rump, kick her outta’ the spot (Like what?)
Tryna line me, bitch, you gettin’ shot, like
Fuck Nazzy, that boy in a box
Like what? Like, who gettin' shot? (Like what?)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Verse 2]
Yo, E with the dot, for you, I’ma let it flock
(Why these niggas, they cap on the block?)
(Like, we not the ones really sendin' shots, grrah)
Like, what?
Smokin’ everything dead
(Nigga everything shot)
(Bitch what the fuck?)
Nigga, you popped, Kay bought yo drip (Lil' bum)
Why the fuck you keep dissin’ and shit?
And I see that bitch, I’ma give her the dick (Grrah)
And it’s 5th to the Sev, y’all never gon' hit (What the fuck?)
Fuck Blay, he got kicked in his shit
I know a opp that died wit' his grip (What the fuck? Grrah)
Move, look, grrah
And Dougie got shot in his leg, what the fuck?
Ayo, Nazzy, lil nigga get up
D’s on my body, I ain’t tossin’ this gun (Look)
And ya bitch wanna kick, wanna- (Look)
(Smokin’ all deads)
(I'm crazier too)
(Smokin’ all-, look)

[Chorus]
Oh you crazy? I’m crazier too
After we rump, bitch you gotta move
Roscoe shoot, I’m throwin’ it too
You shootin’ at me, I’m shootin’ at you (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
So bitch, so you better move
We DOAK and we comin’ through
How I’m lack if I’m totin’ on move?
Matter fact, I’m bringin’ the goons