Crazy World (feat. Twig Andretti)

(T Boogie on the beat, huh?)

Made it out the hood, you know I did just what I had to do

Wavy grind for better, so you know why **** mad at Pooh

Go get you a job, fuck tryna rob, go get a bag or two

Clutchin' on this stick, might ball my fist and leave you snaggletoothed

You know how we rock, we bend your block, we got them thangs, ****

Boy, take off your chain, ****, hit you with that flame, ****

Head and Kurt gon' watch from the back while twin go do his thing, ****

Me and Daryl gon' sit in the car and smoke an L, 'cause that's my main ****

I ain't switchin' up on my dogs, I'm with the same ****, ayy

And you know just how we rockin', we ain't no lame ****, ayy

We used to share them flicks with Pink, we had the same hoes

You pissed in them jeans, I wore them jeans, we wore the same clothes

You rob him right now, I'ma rob him next week, we had the same licks

You tryna slide, I'm tryna drive, we share the same stick

Me and TY used to fuck the same hoes, same 'fit

She textin' two **** all day, but suckin' the same dicks

I know you fuck with my dog

Fuck talkin' 'bout jits, let's talk 'bout a train

I'm on my savage shit

Fuck talkin' 'bout bitches, let's talk about gang

Free my **** Rell, free Lil Duke, and free Lil Mikey

Walkin' all in your hood, two hands on my wood

You **** ain't nothin' like me

It's Twig Andretti, in your dreams like Freddy

Walk around with four-oh on my waist, this shit way too heavy

Clip full of meatballs, I'll blow 'til I see spaghetti

Car full of retards, go dumb like Ed, Edd n Eddy

Bro swing that O like a bat 'til he see confetti

I been tryna put him in a box like a fuckin' Chevy

Chop with the laser and it cut like a new machete

Hop out on them suckers, chopper pissin' like it's R. Kelly

Pop one of them busters, time to turn up, know that already

Grab one of them cutters, get to cuttin' like I'm at the deli

She ain't gotta text back, I'ma block her, yeah, I'm hella petty

She gon' eat this dick up for the night, I told her, "Get ready"

Thirty rounds spittin' out my pipe, bitch, I'm Big Freddy

She gon' let me fuck in some nights while you in Giuseppe

He ain't have shit spittin' out his pipe, jammed full of jelly

Chopper blocka-blocka, chopper rocket, I can't hold it steady

Brody say he done popped him, I done popped him, man, he dead already, huh

Twig Andretti, ****, all in your dreams like Freddy, ****

Yeah, this what happen when Wavy Navy get Big 80 link up, ****

Y'all know what time it is, man, yuh

Ayy, it's a crazy world, huh?

Haha