You are crazy, you are crazy, you are crazy Yeah, you gotta turn that phone off Damn, damn, damn, damn, yeah Why you not buyin' them points no more? Shootouts we don't fight no more Why you not rockin' your ice no more? I done wet my clothes twice no more Why you don't carry your pipe no more? You say you don't fuck up twice no more Why you don't fuck up them racks no more? Why you not coppin' them pounds no more? I don't even think about dyin' no more Why that chain don't shine no more? Why you don't be with the fam no more? Why you niggas don't slide no more? Me and the streets compatible AP flooded, ride a coupe Gucci, Chanel, I buy the tune Dose of green cause that won't do Woo, woo, tired of you Woo, woo, Bentley coupe Woo, woo, taxin' you Woo, woo, lie to who? Groupies, killers turn to groupies Robbers turn to groupies All this shit is goofy This shit like a movie Mikey, I can shoot him, boom Yeah, I know niggas toot it, ooh I don't know how you can do it, ooh You pay with me, you disappear, poof These Perkins got me skinny Everyday niggas die like Kenny South Park when I park that Bentley Killers like Santa Claus come through your chimney Fuck from the back and I pull up, you with me Yeah, kick the ride like Lil' Flick gave me Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Quarter a million dollar coupe Yeah, I just lost the roof Bitch, I like my money blue Ballin' like I go to Duke Bitch, I'm straight from Memphis I keep extensions with me These hoes, they ain't worth a penny But we still pimpin' bitches Catch that bitch, my shit ain't rented I'm slidin' four and tenny With a couple killers in it We four deep, ain't too many Yeah, bitch, you know the business We on the road to riches Yeah, bitch, you know the business We gettin' a lot of dick Young nigga with plenty Money and ammunition New baguettes with no pendant Every chain cost a penny Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Yeah!