Brxelon - Crazy Story (p.Flint Leap) Lyrics

All right, c'mon, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, all right, bitch
Niggas dissin' on my camp, they be actin' like some fans
Draco a whoop and nigga ask, yeah, I call it Jackie Chan
Bet this draco fry a nigga, like we put him in a pan

My brother tryna improvise, but we stickin' to the plan
Just listen, it's this one boy, he been talkin' real hot
Talkin' all on IG, sayin' we gon' get dropped, hit his thot up
She gon' get a drop to the spot, and I'm on my man

If he don't give nothin' up, nigga, Den he gettin' popped
Gang in the backseat, Geeked, see the smile through the ski
Take the pape and the poles, then we leave, his ass deceased
But we gotta do this shit discreet, now, all right, let me break it down

Ny, Jay and Chris, y'all go through the front
Y'all gon' take the money, me and Mari, we gon' take the guns
BabyMook, waiting outside in case they try somethin
And only shoot if you see that nigga reachin' for a gun

Tay' around the corner in the Tahoe, he ready
I know this finna be smooth, cause ain't nobody scared, yeah, c'mon
Nyja knockin' on the door, me and Mario in the back
Yeah, we kickin' through the door, they say Chris gon' take the rap

We got guns to your face, put your hands up
Yeah, it sucks, yeah, we heard you love to talk tough
Where the money and the guns, yeah, I need that
And we ain't come to play, we gon' take your head off

So come on, make it fast
You tried to stall, I tell Mario, hit him with the chalk
Now all this blood gushin', now this nigga tryna cry
Chris came down, how much money do you got

He said, I got a lot, so now we need the chops
And I'm gettin' mad, why this nigga tryna play
I finna bust a Glock
Now you gotta think about the consequences, that's to the lion

We don't got the paper right now, so can't nobody bail
Now I'm yellin', nigga, give me all the chops
Why you actin' selfish
Mario hit him with the Glock again, then he start to tell me

This nigga sittin' in the couch cushions
Everybody took a chop and then we start to book it
Feelin' like a kid up in a candy store, I walkin' out with two flulis
Went hit the corner, now Tay weighin' on us

That boy Jay too happy, said he got his chain off
Out of nowhere, Brody hit the corner and start bustin' at us
Tay just swear to V, I told him that he been out crashin
Now he on that hot head shit, tryna body bag him

I said, f*ck it, Tay, spend it, we gon' do him tragedy
I'm sayin', God has some mercy on us, we gon' take it to the pastor
We did what we did, got him goin' and hit the block
Man, it's a crazy story, gotta tell it to my pops, yeah