Going Krazy

This shit like a trigger to me, uh-huh, uh-huh, okay At the top of the mountain, this how I come down I been dancin' these niggas just like I'm J. Brown At the top of this shit, you know I will come down Shhh, killin' these niggas, no sound Top a nigga, head to collar, I'm around Drop a nigga, boom, boom, boom And you know it go down Yeah, you know it go down And you know it go down And you know it go down And you know it go down And you know it go down And you know it go down And you know it go down And you know I'm the gold in this bitch I'm Michael Jackson, moonwalk in this bitch Shut the f*ck up when I walk in this bitch Get bankroll talkin', I'm talkin' this bitch Don't try me, I kill ya I hear ya F*ck around and get lost in this bitch I'll be picked at a district room around the city You don't wanna get caught in this bitch Murder, kill, kill, one, two, two, three, he lost his neck He was hit by the gunfire, tryna shoot through me, off with his head Head off an SRT, tryna race me, you lost that bet Now you hear my twin in the background going crazy, crazy, oh shit I'm Michael Jackson, moonwalk in this bitch I'm Michael Jackson, moonwalk in this bitch Don't try me, I kill ya I hear ya F*ck around and get lost in this bitch I'll be picked at a district room around the city You don't wanna get caught in this bitch Murder, kill, kill, one, two, two, three, he lost his neck He was hit by the gunfire, tryna shoot through me, off with his head Head off an SRT, tryna race me, you lost that bet Now you hear my twin in the background going crazy, crazy, oh shit Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Look, we about to hop on this game with my family, chain gang, gang, gang You know what I'm sayin' I got six feet gang or I don't even know where I got six bands pull up to my realty I ain't bout to change no gang We ain't bout to say the thing Yeah Look 2k, 3k, we ain't bout to run away I ain't putting up no day Yeah, yeah, yeah One band, two bands, sucking on my bread all day I ain't hanging with my friends My niggas pull up and make sure they got the best I ain't make sure that I'm not looking all the way You know what I'm sayin' I got six feet gang or I don't even know where I got six bands pull up to my realty I ain't putting up no day Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah