Blone - Insane Lyrics

(Uh turn me up)
(Uh aye turn me)
(Aye turn me up in the headphones uh)
Uh I'm sipping on this lean it got me high
Spinning round the block with a K in my ride (fa fa fa fa)
Hanging out the window case a nigga want five (fa)
I ain't talking high-five send a nigga to the sky (fa)
This za pack got me high fine bitch by my side (fine shit)
Suck me up in the ride every time she need a ride (shh)
Double O in the clip bitch it's mission suicide (fa)
Ski mask I'm in disguise watch these choppers harmonize (shh)
Like bullseye catch a nigga yes it's pressure we apply (fa)
Need my supply lean it got me high lean it got me high bitch I'm fried (toast)
Bitch I can't deny let me organize
Hoe ain't pressed but wanna reply bitch you out your mind (ha)
Perfect time she sent me the text now I'm finna slide
Fine shit told me come inside now I'm deep inside (shh)
In her gut she want it in butt bitch you better ride (facts)
Bust a nut now she multiply my kids you need divide (ha)
Like my bitches real thick like my lean (lean)
Mary Jane double codeine going to my spleen promethazine (ew)
Sipping straight propane stomach feeling flames
Catch a plane bitch I'm rocking out call me Kurt Cobain
Reach on me nigga going insane chopper eat his brain (fa)
Swing that cutter like a f*cking crane might just catch a stain (fa)
Swerving the V can't stay in my lane but bitch I'm in my lane (facts)
Fire this blunt never feel no pain bitch call me Max Payne
Call me Kane way I fire that FN put you on a cane (fa)
Pulling up in that armored truck looking like Bruce Wayne
Double cup pouring up a eighth call it Purple Rain (lean)
White bitch a freak say she wanna train instead gave her cocaine (ha)
Ran this money up I'm still the same bitch I never changed (nah)
All these hoes just want the same thing money and the fame (facts)
VVS's on my f*cking chain don't reach for it that's on gang (uh uh)
I drop a bag on a bust-down Patek this ain't no plain Jane (VVS)
With my twin in the Rich he pour the Sprite (lean)
Stash the pounds up in the attic I keep em' up out of sight (shh)
I'm going up ain't no going down bitch I'm taking flight
Risky nigga I like taking gambles draw or lose your life (fa)
Fine shit spend a day with me but now she want the night (of course)
Gave her pipe but her nails in my back bitch I gained my stripes (shh)
She say I'm her type tatted nigga and she know I carry pipe (fa)
When it smoke I never hide up that chopper it's on sight (fa fa fa fa)
Stalking bitch you get denied hating nigga finna slide (ha)
Send them hollows through the side now your whip hollow inside (shh)
Know I kick it with my fives she want my phone bitch it done died (uh uh)
She talking love ain't no Bonnie Clyde cause the money is my bride (ha)
I never lied foreign sit outside demon in garage (facts)
She wanna link tell that hoe goodbye bitch I stay outside (outside)
Keep a chopper in her skinny jeans too tight can't tuck inside (fa fa fa fa)
Bang a home-run bitch I slide reach on me disqualified
(Dunk on you it's homicide case a nigga wanna die)
(War field it's eye for eye case a nigga wanna try it)