Rich Homie Quan - Krazy Lyrics

 Rich Homie Quan - Krazy Lyrics.

Hu hu

I been hearing the chatter quick

Know I been hearing the mumbling

Tell them niggas speak up though

I bet them niggas can't do what I do

I bet them niggas can't pop it how I pop it

Ayee

Flip flops, I just hit a b**ch no condom

I been serving white Boys Adam no jumper

Circle full of bosses everybody getting money

And we gone get a whole lot of more this summer

Run it up til the money counter get done

Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb

Taking my little boy to school with a gun

Sad that I got to walk around with a gun

Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun

Shawty did 16 months without a bond

If you want smoke nigga better check on your lungs

Cause I ain't never have a f**k about nothing

For sh*t to get crazy, youn want for this sh*t to get crazy

"Rich Homie" !

sh*t will get crazy them young niggas ass gone go crazy

"Heyyyyy" !

All my niggas they pure we don't even walk around saying we real

I'm sad that my dawg just died cause somebody gave my boy a fake pill

My young niggas ain't got jobs but you might hire them boys cause they kill

Percs don't make me crazy if I take one rich Homie on chill

I was in AMG doing 130

Ion need 7 bullets on me need thirty

All of guns clean but a couple of em dirty

All my young niggas bout to start purging

Shoulder strap on the choppa so it shoot sturdy

Young nigga died another unsolved murder

Had to put a rubber on my dick cause she fertile

Having chicken way before that nigga Colonel

Blue tip bullets gone burn ya

Stay out my business if the sh*t don't concern you

The nigga you call big bro used to be a runner

Nigga talk slick b**ch nigga get confronted

And I got some thick sh*t out of Dallas Texas

b**ch redder than hi tech

Getting money this sh*t a process

Still doing it for the projects

"Quan"

Ayee

Flip flops, I just hit a b**ch no condom

I been serving white Boys Adam no jumper

Circle full of bosses everybody getting money

And we gone get a whole lot of more this summer

Run it up til the money counter get done

Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb

Taking my little boy to school with a gun

Sad that I got to walk around with a gun

Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun

Shawty did 16 months without a bond

If you want smoke nigga better check on your lungs

Cause I ain't never have a f**k about nothing

For sh*t to get crazy, you'n want for this sh*t to get crazy

"Rich Homie" !

sh*t will get crazy them young niggas ass gone go crazy