CRZY:
I don’t usually trap this much
I ain’t usually serving up volume
Only selling you the best product
Problem
I can’t be solved
Brought up
Rap to slaughter fat cats
I gotta go take a call
I just slang some sawbucks to a goofy
Paid like 145
Sucks to suck, sho nuff
I shoot
Arenas
The truth?
Facetious
Kyrie Irving I been down the lane just serving
All this dope it don’t concern you
Ride slow down your block hope the feds watching
Beating every case
Like Floyd boxing
Ran up in your spot
That’s just some light jogging
Seen a bad bitch?
Bought her red bottoms
I been rolling going CRZY my motto
I just be gassing the throttle
While shawty swig from the bottle
Cuz all these trappers be awful
Childish shit like I’m Donald
I tell the waitress to hold it
We brought syrup for these waffles

CRZY & NSNE:
Man we bout to get the money you know you could too
If we run up in your place what are you gon do
If we go to hell, least we going together
Imma party till the shells rain down like the weather
x2

NSNE:
I got juice
I got hoes
I can buy them all the clothes
That they want
That's a taunt
That the government exposed
They came in
With they friends
Raided me and all my mans
Took my suitcase full of money I had saved to buy a benz
Who you think you is I swear you’re speaking to my lawyer
Miss me with this shit you pigs just busted through my foyer
If you wanna see me go you should know that arresting my might cause me to explode
Took me to the station booked me there's no time for waiting
Locked me in a cell I'm innocent I wasn't faking
Lock the door, thinking they could get some more
Hit me in the morning tape recording forced interrogation
I don't know what I did wrong
(Bullshit)
Well alright, I was dealing all along
But I wouldn't trade the memories
My people can attend to these
Charges that the state stretching long
Don't know what is going on

I been laughing at the judge in his face
I been laughing at the judge in his face
I been laughing at the judge to his face
Every time I hit the court I beat the case

CRZY & NSNE:
Man we bout to get the money you know you could too
If we run up in your place what are you gon do
If we go to hell, least we going together
Imma party till the shells rain down like the weather
Man I’m finna give this beat out to Schoolboy Q
If we run up in your place what are you gon do
Put my gun up to your face, fuck you gon do?
Man we sellin’ out the place dope dealing all day