CTB Royalty - Krazy, Pt. 2 (feat. HBK Leek)
Remember I ain't have no money for the stu, was tryna get out the jungle
I stay with some niggas the minimum two, but all of us got the muscle
So if One of us fold it two clapping at you, best believe I won't fumble
I heard he talking like he want trouble
Get up with that boy now he 6 feet under
See him in the streets he tweak, we bussing
Hop on the stage they pay me
They see me up they hating
They see me up can't take me
Leek, he get 'em wet no navy
Bullets a hit no Brady
Shawty peeping my drip so wavy
That bitch be calling me baby
I can't be taking no chances
Niggas and bitches be shady
He want that action so fuck allat rapping I might have to call up lil shaky
Call that man down on the pavement
Nun of these niggas can take me
We popping out west going brazy
Royalty, Leek going krazy
Woah, she krazy
Woah, we brazy
Woah, we blazing
So, she hate me
Woah, hope she don't try to go play me
Leave her dead on the pavement
Sending them shots at yo brain
Lil shorty I ran out of patience
Go cop a big pump
Make that bitch go jump jump
Smoke like a big blunt
Stuff that bitch with runtz aye
Tryna go cop givenchy
No I ain't ever gon stop aye
Lil shorty was fine
She wasting my time
So I Make that bitch kick rocks aye
Make that bitch kick rocks
Make her dance Tik Toks
Had the knife up in my socks
Never needed a glock
Get poked for tryna decieve me
You made your choice to leave me
In a year you gon see me on a tv
I do it for my home girl GiGi aye
Hop on the stage they pay me
They see me up they hating
They see me up can't take me
Leek, he get 'em wet no navy
Bullets a hit no Brady
Shawty peeping my drip so wavy
That bitch be calling me baby
I can't be taking no chances
Niggas and bitches be shady
He want that action so fuck allat rapping I might have to call up lil shaky
Call that man down on the pavement
Nun of these niggas can take me
We popping out west going brazy
Royalty, Leek going krazy
It ain't no missinh when me and bro spinning the block
I call em fans in real life they a opp
Clap at his fit, like we capture a pic
Ain't no slap on the wrist we start sending them shots
Rapping so quick ain't no cap in my shit if I say I'ma get em my nigga then watch
Took a while to finally give me my props
It ain't no race imma kill for the top
They been like nick when you dropping some more new hot shit I keep quiet nobody ah know
She want a pic and my Insta she ask for my number
I'm deaf baby I gotta go
One girl she blow up my DMs
She begging to link up
She crazy I'm all on the road
She say its COVID you can't do no shows
On the low I get booked I been upping the score
I done took my time took back the shine I got my mind right
I been on my grind they left behind this my new lifestyle
Tryna cop some ice I'm bout the cream like I buy klondike
Cuz said its yo time go lose yo mind you better shine bright
Hop on the stage they pay me
They see me up they hating
They see me up can't take me
Leek, he get 'em wet no navy
Bullets a hit no Brady
Shawty peeping my drip so wavy
That bitch be calling me baby
I can't be taking no chances
Niggas and bitches be shady
He want that action so fuck allat rapping I might have to call up lil shaky
Call that man down on the pavement
Nun of these niggas can take me
We popping out west going brazy
Royalty, Leek going krazy
Written by:
Dominic Redmond, Malik Redmond
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