Real Boston Richey – Krazy (Official Audio) Lyrics
You can lead a bitch to the water, but you can’t make the bitch drink
I was really trappin’ them quarters, on the block uppin’ rank
Drank lean like I sip water
Had to put down on the pains
A thick ol’ bitch just sent me ass pics sittin’ on the sink
Fell too in deep with the streets
Feel like we react as newly-weds
I’m trappin’ deep, and I’m trappin’ C, and trappin’ Sudafed
Crackers took my jewelry, damn, I think I wanna sue the feds
And, my bitch just cut me off and got a hamster, don’t know who to beg
Like, damn, we startin’ over [?]
Niggas tryna cross me out, niggas tryna fuck me over
Niggas tryna boss me out, bitches tryna run me over
Crackers tryna crop me out, lawyer keep sayin’ that it’s over
But, the lawyer got last say so
I’m out here lookin’ for old opp with a brand new Draco
Before you drop, I need a alibi
Fly my bitch to Caicos
That Drac’ gon’ sound like a lullaby, wish death on all these fake hoes
Niggas say they pushin’ P, I’m like, “What P they pushin’?”
Niggas P ain’t stand for P, that stand for, “Pussy”
Niggas can’t even reach my lap, I spent two-hundred K on cushion
I’m tryna whip my dope, my bitch be mad, like, “Bae, I’m cookin'”
I know, bae, I’m lookin’
You ain’t [?] no record, rich ass nigga, but, I still play the bucket
Know how to swindle a bitch, growin’ up, we used to go play hookey
Stay own on my shit, in other shit, stay up on my [?]
Yo’ feet ain’t fast enough, pussy nigga, you can’t even duck no fully
Mm, stay down with these Ms, now I’m super-rich
In the projects stay with my Timbs, get super-trench
Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched
I don’t like no borin’ bitch over here, bae, we get super lit
Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I’m with
I know why niggas mad ‘cause niggas got a ran through bitch
I’m bettin’ a top dollar niggas ain’t never rent my bitch
Nigga, I’m a shot caller, I wouldn’t even stamp yo’ bitch
Nigga, I’m a big baller, big dawg like Rottweiler
These niggas cock blockers, these niggas show stoppers
Ain’t got to blow no bag, real penny ho dropper
These niggas cappin’ for the ‘Gram, they don’t want no problems
I keep my heart stuffed in my pocket and keep it zipped
B got some big ol’ lips, I think she got her lips [?]
They ask me why I act like that, got pain built up
She show me real love, that’s why my main filled up
But, enough of that, doin’ niggas bad, I’m treatin’ niggas ass like a punchin’ bag
If you down bad, I’ll front the sack
If you fucked up, I might look out for you
If a nigga take they life and put it on the line, they really love you
If a bitch gon’ beat that visitation down, then, that bitch really love you
If a nigga don’t show you action, how you know that nigga gon’ be for you
How I’ma know nigga if we really rockin’?
Spin a block with a ****, left him Milly Rockin’
Cruisin’ through the city, keep a mini nina up in my pocket
Cappin’ for these niggas, y’all school boys, niggas need to stop it
Yeah, you get some money, but you niggas know who really poppin’
Know who started all this hit, ‘bout me, niggas ‘bout to drop it
Mm, stay down with these Ms, now I’m super-rich
In the projects stay with my Timbs, get super-trench
Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched
I don’t like no borin’ bitch over here, bae, we get super lit
Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I’m with
I know why niggas mad ‘cause niggas got a ran through bitch
I’m bettin’ a top dollar niggas ain’t never rent my bitch
Nigga, I’m a shot caller, I wouldn’t even stamp yo’ bitch
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