Lyrics CraCy - Scooney

She drive a nigga crazy
So why not cuff like a cop and spin the block
She got a body like Mercedes
I slip knots stuffing baggies and I hustle like I'm fresh up out the eighties
Dont flip flop ride to the end loyal friend
No if's and or maybes
I'm so locked in we so locked in

Ima pull up from deep like Dame how I greet it's nice to meet start my speech with a name
My manuscript it's little Vic in white T and no chain
What I claim Certified RellieCuh I don't bang
Enough of me let's puff some tree I start pickin ya brain
So comfortably I come for peace she flick Bics for the flame
Room temp liquor can you picture so thick in the frame
Tuck the blick bust a stick buss a swerve for the change
Yea that's my main bottom
Solid real nigga yamps is hatin cuz they ain't got him
Underground like Bane range like Bruce Wayne of Gothom
All black like gothic when you prophet whats gossip
I move off logic emotions stop it that's way too toxic

She drive a nigga crazy
So why not cuff like a cop and spin the block
She got a body like Mercedes
I slip knots stuffing baggies and I hustle like I'm fresh up out the eighties
Dont flip flop ride to the end loyal friend
No if's and or maybes
I'm so locked in we so locked in

Ima penetrate hearts like AI
Medicated Doctor Js up I'm smoking and stay high
Yeah she might pop a Bean so she relaxed on the scene
Ice water in my veins yea I'm Kobe of my team
Ships or shit you get wit me no in between
Sidekick like Pip I molded her when she was green
Now my little lotto pick wet as a gravel pit
Raw when I'm in it so when I shoot spread like hollow tips
Now she want this therapy got her listening carefully
Loyal my lil hitta she would take on a bear for me
For real naw let me chill I don't pimp none but got the Juice like the seventies bills
Know it's real we ain't lusting for thrills
Business savvy I could trust wit my deals
When I bust I'm still cuffin no drill
David Ruffin I'm just puffin no Crills
They come to see me I don't brandish I spill
Certified all her voids I can fill

She drive a nigga crazy
So why not cuff like a cop and spin the block
She got a body like Mercedes
I slip knots stuffing baggies and I hustle like I'm fresh up out the eighties
Dont flip flop ride to the end loyal friend
No if's and or maybes
I'm so locked in we so locked in