I'm off seven drugs bitch I got eleven plugs
Meet me at the 711 I'm sippin 7up
Hella blunts to the face Imma wet em up
Got dem cuts on my face and they swelling up
Homie got locked for da 8 he was sellin dust
And I saw you name on the papes you was fedded up
For the birds
K fed
You the f*ckin worst
Do the time
Get reimbursed
Or don't do crimes
Do em dirt
David spade you ain't work like me
What you worth fake chain fake work fake lean
BB guns bb belt and it's bootleg
Stepped on coke make him fold like a suitcase
That's a new case
You so fugazi
That's my boo thang
Coup
Brand new
Who gave you
I go to crazy
Off dat molly goop
Save me
Rearrange it need my payment right now
If you think that I won't take it Imma take ya lights out
If you got money in the bank then put it up or pipe down
I ain't got no one to thank we got nothing to fight bout
Bitch
Heading down south surf couches on the route
20 years in the trunk down here it's been a drought
Risk or reward tell me what you really bout
One look at your ratio you in it for the clout
Jon Lemon - Too Crazy (feat. KirbLaGoop) Lyrics
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I'm off seven drugs bitch I got eleven plugs
Meet me at the 711 I'm sippin 7up
Hella blunts to the face Imma wet em up
Got dem cuts on my face and they swelling up
Homie got locked for da 8 he was sellin dust
And I saw you name on the papes you was fedded up
For the birds
K fed
You the f*ckin worst
Do the time
Get reimbursed
Or don't do crimes
Do em dirt
David spade you ain't work like me
What you worth fake chain fake work fake lean
BB guns bb belt and it's bootleg
Stepped on coke make him fold like a suitcase
That's a new case
You so fugazi
That's my boo thang
Coup
Brand new
Who gave you
I go to crazy
Off dat molly goop
Save me
Rearrange it need my payment right now
If you think that I won't take it Imma take ya lights out
If you got money in the bank then put it up or pipe down
I ain't got no one to thank we got nothing to fight bout
Bitch
Heading down south surf couches on the route
20 years in the trunk down here it's been a drought
Risk or reward tell me what you really bout
One look at your ratio you in it for the clout
Meet me at the 711 I'm sippin 7up
Hella blunts to the face Imma wet em up
Got dem cuts on my face and they swelling up
Homie got locked for da 8 he was sellin dust
And I saw you name on the papes you was fedded up
For the birds
K fed
You the f*ckin worst
Do the time
Get reimbursed
Or don't do crimes
Do em dirt
David spade you ain't work like me
What you worth fake chain fake work fake lean
BB guns bb belt and it's bootleg
Stepped on coke make him fold like a suitcase
That's a new case
You so fugazi
That's my boo thang
Coup
Brand new
Who gave you
I go to crazy
Off dat molly goop
Save me
Rearrange it need my payment right now
If you think that I won't take it Imma take ya lights out
If you got money in the bank then put it up or pipe down
I ain't got no one to thank we got nothing to fight bout
Bitch
Heading down south surf couches on the route
20 years in the trunk down here it's been a drought
Risk or reward tell me what you really bout
One look at your ratio you in it for the clout
Writer: Jon Lemon, Kirb Goop
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid