Go Crazy - Jay Jones, Lil Wayne

I’m reloaded yeah

Young Money

Maaan

Main mission: get plenty bands

I ain’t never been a minute man

I ain’t never been a cheese eater

Yall looking like Packers fans

Hollygrove, that’s Pakistan

AK, that’s a half a man

Let it rip, they ain’t have a chance

Won’t make it to the ambulance

YM double O, we the business

Up in traffic with me the nigga

You ain’t Stevie, you see a nigga

Slick side, won’t be a nigga

I ain’t been up in the city lately

Bitches say I’m acting shitty lately

Got me working off of two phones

Got this rap shit going crazy

I don’t really like to waste time

Grab that from the waistline

Make it boom like a bassline

Long flights through a grey sky

I was chillin' on Biscane

Got a text about the dick game

From my bitch out in NY

Tryna take me to the Knicks game

Ain’t it crazy how shit change

Ain’t it crazy how a bitch change

One week you they MCM

Next week you a big lame

Yall hoes crazy, yall hoes childish

All my partners, they tote choppers

Drink lean out the whole bottle

She juggle balls, she a globe trotter

White girl want a coke shower

More money that’s more problems

More caine I sold out it

Doors open it’s so cloudy

I gotta juice, ready for take off

Sending hits they talking Adolf

I’m a pit, I’m talking J dog

What the fuck, I’m at the A loft

Real nigga all day and tomorrow

Business busy I ain’t finna call you

Blowing up know you feeling awful

Blowing up know you feeling awful

Been thru old hoes i got new flames

On snakes alley I blew flame

on magic city I fuck good at these new thangs

That’s all facts all true

One call and I fall through

Niggas broke sitting inside sending out tweets that’s what yall do

Woo, I’m good in the South, West, and the Eastside, how about you?

How you «good» but your niggas throwing up the peace sign?

That’s a foul move

Let’s get it

I’m on that bullshit you ain’t wid it

All my bullshit, you can get it

Fuck on the baddest bitches in the city

And it dont matter nigga, any city

Please dont compare me with none of these niggas

Don’t run with these niggas, don’t ask me for pictures

I’m counting the dough and I’m laughing at niggas

And trapping they bitches they handle my business

You say we fucked, ho you liar

Dont give a fuck ho, you can die

I throw my middle finger in the sky

Then put a middle finger in ya twat

I done bought hope to the whole block

Won’t stop till i get a whole lot

Open up and yall niggas come shop

Roll up and watch then I roll out

Wait, go crazy

Yeah, go crazy

Man, go crazy

Damn, go crazy

(Naaah)

(Go brazy)

(So brazy)

Blood gang big B’s red

I’m a packers fan I’m a cheese head

Got a yellow bitch and I’m a green head

I’m a sleepy head cause I’m a weed head

I’m a hammer head when her knees spread

Walking like I’m talking till my teeth bled

Till my feet red I’mma need meds

I’mma need mines I’mma need theirs

I’m a blind head I’m a bleach head

She a xan head she a beach head

I’m the sandman when her dreams dead

She go ham ham on a meathead

Like Batman in the sweet coupe

Like Pacman with a sweet tooth

I got both hands full of sweet bread

For the big heads, we be head you

Flatbread on your last leg

Your check book on the last page

And with that said I’m on a rampage

I’mma teach you and your classmates

No weekends off no half days

I’mma sashay on your landscape

I’mma get two hoes, make a pancake

I’mma fuck 'em both through their back gate

But can these hoes fix a backache

I come on they chest, straight checkmate

Then they hug each other now thats great

Then come together like the USA

Hollygrove is our set Jay

Tunechi, I am the Sensei

Money Money Money Money team hit the funny team with the trick play

Touch down celebration

Wait, go crazy

Yeah, go crazy

Yeah, go crazy