Vesselz - Go Crazy Lyrics

Why'd you ever lie to me (You lied, You lied)
Why'd you try to spy on me
Eye on me
Not how pride should be (Nah)
Stay dissing privately (Dissing)
Pull up blazing hot
Talk bout this stick
Cris Carter
No Nick (Nah)
Pull up swerving quick (Zoom)
Bout to hit a lick
Talk to the rolley
All it say is tick
Tick, tick, tick, tick
I could hit your bitch
Listen to me not the wrist
All they do is talk and diss
Can't walk it though they pissed

This bout to go crazy (Yeah)
Learn from the streets not the ladies (Never that)
Pull up f*cking pay me (Pay)
I shine like how the day be (Shining)
F*ck outta here don't want your rabies (Uhh)

Said no to the bitch
You still hit her daily
Thought you could play me (You can't)
Got me saying bruh
Like how clay be
This sprite stay dirty
Pop up at the scene gonna be a flurry
Shooting shots call me curry (Swish)
F*ck, visions getting blurry
Uh, I got tunnel vision (Mmmm)
Want beef
Still got a plate to finish (Eat it up)
Wash my mind replenish
I'm up in it
So you offended
I know OG's that's gritty (Uhhh)
Homie we stay litty (Lit)
You a pussy, call you kitty
Pull up with your bitch I stay fitted
My crew 100, you stay 50 (Bitch)
Bout to make millions
I'm the new p diddy (Cash)
The squad all I need wit me
Flex, munz, keif, and tre (Aces)
Aye

This bout to go crazy
Learn from the streets not the ladies
Pull up f*cking pay me (Cash)
I shine like how the day be (Shining)
F*ck outta here don't want your rabies (Uhhh)

F*ck it we can clash (Let's Go)
F*ck you up then blast (Zoom)
You say damn he fast
I'ma call him flash
Your f*cking trash
F*ck the fame
Give me cash
Love the game
That's facts
Tried to double cross
You a rat (You a rat)
I'm a f*cking boss
Shout out Rick Ross (Miami)
Let's have a shoot off
Homies give you red dots (Gun shots)
Call you Rudolph
I chew your ear off
Call me Mike Tyson
Smoking on a bomb
Isis
I hear haters when I write
Can't do it you to white
There's proof you not right
He a nerd
Call him Dwight (Ha ha ha)
Galactica sprite (Mmmm)
Okay, to the task at hand
Fame can't be planned (Nah)
Let me make a grand (Yeah)
Buy my team some land
Collab with bands
You bout to be a fan
Turn to a stan
Aye I'm stacking up figures (Yeah)
You know I'm getting bigger (Bigger)
6th man they call it Lou Will (Lou Will)
LeBron James I'm mvp (Lbj)
Stacking up this cheese
I'ma let the haters be
Never gonna leave
I cum, she tease
Oh, oh, how it be
Finesse at least
The beats almost over
Well f*ck me (F*ck me)

This bout to go crazy (Crazy)
Learn from the streets not the ladies (Never that)
Pull up f*cking pay me (Yeah)
I shine like how the day be (Shining)
F*ck outta here don't want your rabies
Nah (Aye)

This bout to go crazy (Crazy)
Learn from the streets not the ladies (Never that)
Pull up f*cking pay me (Cash)
I shine like how the day be (Shining)
F*ck outta here don't want your rabies (Nah)
(Aye, aye, aye)