(Skeeo, you crazy)
Look, uh, woah, woah, let's talk, nigga, yeah, yeah
Who said they wanna do somethin' with me?
Bitch-ass nigga, you ain't tell me
you wanted to do nothin' with me
Yeah, look

Bitch, I got a problem, yeah
Still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my bitch a Prada bag
She got that good ass and head
I'm a stolo baby, murder baby, 38 made me, nigga, yeah
City police could not tame me
so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you niggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them bitches
"Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin'
so y'all been dissing, say get 'em all gone

Tryna leave who dead? Gon' lay your bed
gon' losе your head, bitch
The boys you with, they scarеd
the light turn red, we leave you dead with
I'm smokin', tryna focus, now I'm callin'
want me pay her rent
Lil' pussy nigga say that Quando got me tryna slump shit
BWay tote nines just like he Rondo
switch 'em back with drums in
Shoot through your front door
if you don't know, we don't choose, bitch, I don't pick
These niggas be tryna steal my style
don't try see what I'ma come with
But I ain't got Jason, so they fucked
they engineer ain't on shit, now hold on
Shorty wanna put that pussy on me, want me, I don't see
How lil' mama done fit all that ass up in those jeans
I got plenty hundreds on me
just want lean, I don't smoke weed
And I got a slime just for your slime for who wanna dome me

Bitch, I got a problem, yeah
Still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my bitch a Prada bag
She got that good ass and head
I'm a stolo baby, murder baby, 38 made me, nigga, yeah
City police could not tame me
so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you niggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them bitches
"Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin'
so y'all been dissing, say get 'em all gone

You'll lose your life
'Cause they been trailin'
they can't wait 'til y'all make a wrong right
And that's exactly how that shit turn on a bloody night
Yep, you just don't know your life
might end at the next green light
I just see inside your eyes
that you ain't never been inside that car, nigga
you just grew around that shit, boy, you a bitch
And all them old-ass niggas that you be runnin'
with gon' end up on some zombie shit
from a headshot when lil' bro and 'em swing the switch
Who that is, say they want Top pic?
Gotta put 'em on my top list
I won't drop shit 'til I heard that he got blitzed
(Yeah, he got blitzed)
You see them bangin' green
know that be my shit, I bossed it all, them boys
they drop shit, get a drop to show you
they gon' stain you and who you with
They gon' stain you and your clique

Bitch, I got a problem, yeah
Still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my bitch a Prada bag
She got that good ass and head
I'm a stolo baby, murder baby, 38 made me, nigga, yeah
City police could not tame me
so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you niggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them bitches
"Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin'
so y'all been dissing, say get 'em all gone

(Skeeo, you crazy)