CRZY:
Purple I’m popping like Prince
Been chilling with God ever since
Xan just to have a ménage
I’m feeling like Nigel Farage
Fucking up countries and shit
Trust me I’m lucky as shit
I been off a bean, I step on the scene
And if that ass man I’m cuffing your chick!
NSNE how we mash up the switch
Smell all the dank in the whip
Hot box is just for the tings
But we on the finest of things
Champagne and the Cubans for New Years we back
We cut up the Coca for platinum plaques
Know the attire ain’t nothing but black
Chiraq like Devin we running it back
20+ and we automatic
Jordan 3s, and we always splashing
C’est la vie, blow a ghost like Casper
Just wait til the summer
We doin the numbers, and as you can see
We some bad moterfuckers!

NSNE:
Trapping the house gone be bumping up
Four in the morning wake someone up
Pack in the attic from back to front
Crash the event if you dumb enough
Trapping the house gone be bumping up
Five in the morning wake someone up
Pack in the attic from back to front
Crash the event if you dumb enough

Purple rain in my golden chalice
Pop pills down, its a careful balance
Punctured veins
I don’t know how we got here
Go insane, lose those inhibitions
10 marks down, made some bad decisions
Mary jane
Back downstairs to grab a beer
I will
Not concede until I move on past the threes
Shoot a half court for the 10 who says she studies botany
Pardon me
I ain’t ask for your degrees
Let me see your 360
My room in the vicinity I want to know if you a freak

Trapping the house gone be bumping up
Four in the morning wake someone up
Pack in the attic from back to front
Crash the event if you dumb enough
Trapping the house gone be bumping up
Five in the morning wake someone up
Pack in the attic from back to front
Crash the event if you dumb enough
Late night
AM
Late night
Pay him
Late night
All friends
Late night
Again
Grinding that ass till the song stop
Looking for love in the wrong spot
Better keep her with a tight lock
Cause we peace out quick like a mic drop
Bumpin’ up

CRZY:
God damn, God damn, God damn
I’m the motherfucking man
I just walked up in the room with ‘bout five blunts up in my hand
I’m rolling Oak leaf purple
I ensure you
We will hurt you
Young boy it is too far past your bedtime
Ain’t you got no fucking curfew?!
Man I’m just saying
My dogs don’t really be playing
I been let them off the chain
Like since two thousand and thirteen
I’m so NSNE
I’m CRZY lurkin’, desperado out here workin’ on the late night
Take a look at all these zombies
Let me know if it ain’t feel
See this shit feel like I’m

NSNE:
Trapping the house gone be bumping up
Four in the morning wake someone up
Pack in the attic from back to front
Crash the event if you dumb enough
Trapping the house gone be bumping up
Five in the morning wake someone up
Pack in the attic from back to front
Crash the event if you dumb enough
Late night
AM
Late night
Pay him
Late night
All friends
Late night
Again
Grinding that ass till the song stop
Looking for love in the wrong spot
Better keep her with a tight lock
Cause we peace out quick like a mic drop
Bumpin’ up