I’m finna go crazy
Stacking up blocks, shootin’ like Brady
You whippin’ cream, I’m whippin’ Mercedes
Michael Sheehan can’t stop attracting the ladies
I’m underground – Hades
b#tches think that they slim but they really just shady
Shootin’ sh#t – like Tracy McGrady
These b#tches is big, I thought you were baby?
Well, maybe, SoloGoinBrazy
Mentally ill, I think I’ve gone crazy
It’s 4:44, now I’m feelin’ like Jay-Z
I can’t do my chores, the lean got me lazy
They said Caleb, you need to lift some weights
That was the bar, now give me the plates
He in L.A but he don’t got no gates
That boy just spent $100 on an eighth
I miss the rains – Mali
When I seen that #ss I was like good golly
I let this stick pop – not talking ’bout lolli’
Posted in Roger Bay feeling Jolly
Hit Oliver with that stick
I’m not talking Glock, I’m talking dick
He’s not even crazy, he’s just sick
Me and Ver, we done made some hits
You movin’ white, I’m peein’ it
Ver been on the grind and I’m just now seein’ it
Fake drug test, I had Michael pee in it
Sippin’ it up, and now I start seein’ sh#t
See Ver on the streets, said “will work for food”
We always stick together, would’ve thought we were glued
Please keep that mud up off of my shoes
She rejected me, now she on the news
Caleb need a verse, I know what to do
In the previous, I was saying “Ooh”
Plug in Nintendo, I’m tryna kill Boo
You greenin’ out, call it cashew
Why you always smellin’ like mildew
Adversities – I’m tryna push through
Taking my whole team up to the moon
I’m the milkman – b#tch, moo
I see in all colors I turn up the hue
Spread my wings, I’m about to flew
All I’m good at is making that stew
Nothing you say is ever true
That’s why I fall back and yell screw you
But my boy got my back, his names Yuju
Always throwin’ shots, BBQ
Been here before, déjà vu
Thought it was one, but then came two
Givin’ me shots, yeah no thank you
I’m sippin’ on chocolate fondue
b#tch call me crazy, look at your hairdo
I know 36 types of kung fu
But Oliver still brings the IQ
I’m rhyming everything with “do”
Living on the hills, 5th avenue
I never use that 1 ply tissue
We makin’ leaps and bounds like Kangaroo
Took a break now I’m fethbr-brbrbaboo
Leonard! Ladd Patrick!
Verse still goin crazy, call me psychiatric
Gotta say goodbye, queue the static
Euuooooh
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