Loco

Yeah I'm finna go crazy, loco Let's go half on a baby, oh no Double up on the coupe, 4 door Mad at me cause I'm flashy, photo You get hit with the piece, combo He send money through Wells Fargo I be indoor smoking on outdoor Said you was the best, typo Got my old nigga mad thought I wasn't gone make it If he got money I take it Shit is outrageous Ion really say shit, but ion really like how yall bitches be faking I get it one time then i double the money I get paranoid quick so don't look at me funny Yeah I let you have the nigga ain't no taking him from me Only fucking with the reals I don't deal with dummies Look, I can give you what you want Ima give you what you need Got him saying Babie please Got ya nigga on his knees Got the juice like 79 call me Hi-C My pussy give him energy just like a IV He say he hungry I feed him He ain't breaking bread ion need him Hired yo nigga watch his mouth go to work Now he stuttering can't even say his words Talked to a crip and he blew it And my money long I be running through it Why you worried bout me when he worried bout me Ain't my fault yo nigga choosing Bitches so mad cause I'm running up a bag You not in my race, I'm in first you in last Call up yo nigga and see where he at And hop out my dm for I text him back Uh