Rocko Ballin, 26AR, Ciggy Blacc - Go Crazy lyrics

A Lau on the Beat

Ay, AR look

Niggas better check my rap sheet
AR don't rap I clap heat
You ain't gone ride better play the backseat
Amiris for the day ain't baggy
Don't hit me if it ain't cashy
I be wavin glizzy like I need a taxi
Once I get the lead they cannot pass me
I remember niggas used to lap me
Locked up these bitches used to cap me
Now I'm in my Birkin Bag on Ashley
And I like my bitches bad and classy
Nico comin home it's gone be nasty

Still got the gang with me but
Them niggas already know that shit
Shooter don't play with me everywhere I
Go he tote that stick armed and dangerous
Can't lack I already know I'm lit
Armed and dangerous
Can't lack I swear I tote my grip
All them choppers
He was droppin the gang he got burned
We do not play we got guns
Smoke drugs to the face I cop Runtz
If I tell flock bruh
We bent to the dash we got some
Young nigga dripped in designer and
I'm mixing off any bottle

Gang why he moving so flagrant
He get turned to a patient
And that ass throw her back it's amazing
Off a perc throw it back I be quaking
Call up AR, boy like JR
Back to the block with them shakers
Get to the bag like the takers
Try to run up you just did me a favor
Meet up, uh, he gone meet up his maker
Rock like he Chapo
Nine to his denims, get left out his Tahoe
If you lack that's his business
Glock with extensions
Now he dealt with some misses
Choppa he banged and he
Dealt with the witness

Paranoia got me
I don't answer my door without the rocket
And I wonder why niggas be flashing em, it's
So easy to up it and pop it, uh
But let's switch the topic
I be seeing these boys tryna copy
I ain't dread but my pockets knotty
You get a shot we pull up at your posse
It's 26 and the babies we bending em
Hotels only time we be checking in
Have Choppa and Milly go handle that
I bet they gone get the message then
Boy I've been toting since 2010
My glizzy close to me I
Don't need any friends
I ain't 50 but Many Men, Many Men
Diamonds be all different colors like M&Ms

Way us nigga
I'm surrounded by dangerous killers
Really wit' it don't play tough nigga
Hit it once I can't lay up nigga
I cannot lack keep a K tucked nigga
If he from it the gang come get em
In a race to the lanes I'm switching
All the fuck niggas hate I'm different, yeah
Still posted with my shooters
Jaleeky stay with 2 guns
Do not move hot just move up
I can make Choppa do ya
KG pull up and boom some
Fuck all of the opps they losers
That little thot gon' choose us
Cuz she see all of these blue bucks

Got my savage up mommy satisfying
It was plain rice, it was lonely nights
I heard my momma crying
It was glizzies, pipes, tryna take a life
Hoping an opp a dying
Got a laser beam, please don't make a scene
I don't know why he trying
Got on latex when we catch rec
Don't know who the plug supplying
Mask on no Coronavirus
On the chop man he really sliding
Gang moving tact and I know they watchin
260 on the shot clock, make your
Block hot, this is a last, gang

Niggas better check my rap sheet
AR don't rap I clap heat
You ain't gone ride better play the backseat
Amiris for the day ain't baggy
Don't hit me if it ain't cashy
I be wavin glizzy like I need a taxi
Once I get the lead they cannot pass me
I remember niggas used to lap me
Locked up these bitches used to cap me
Now I'm in my Birkin Bag on Ashley
And I like my bitches bad and classy
My nigga Nico home it' gon be nasty