Lyrics Crazy Story - Sha Gz

(Damn-damn, Donny, you killed this shit)

Got me thinkin' 'bout shit that I did
Reminiscin' 'bout shit as a kid
I do not know how a nigga got lit
B-but I'm still findin' ways to get rich
All I know is that God had gave me a gift
And he told me just stay on my shit
I just hope they don't do me like Mitch
And I hope they don't hate me like Chris

Let me tell y'all a story, shit got lit (like)
And shit hit the fan
I don't know, but it jammed
Shit stopped clickin' once I had the chance
Bitch lined him, he like, "Damn"
Let me tell y'all the story, how we made the plan
Let me get to the script 'cause bitches was doin' too much when I hopped out that van

But look, it was just me and Blitz two deep, we was outside lurkin'
We was outside purgin'
Tryna look for a nigga we hurtin'
Tryna call up a miss to line this lil' nigga up, so we can see him in person
He was talkin' too much on the 'Gram, so I called that lil' bitch from his block
She was nervous

We'll be on 1428 Elm Street at ten o'clock
Alright, we'll be there

Yo, bro, I think she jackin' it
Tell that bitch, "I'm in love," and you start jackin' it
Only thing that I'm thinkin' is this bitch lyin' 'cause he gon' go straight in a casket
Like, yo, Blitz, you think she gassin' it?
Only thing that I'm thinkin' is coppin' shit
Get the addy, it's like ten o'clock
We get to cruisin' right there down that block

I do not know, all I heard was the cops
H-heard the sirens, now I'm tryna waltz
Just buggin' and thuggin', thinkin' in the lot
Callin' this bitch, she keep tellin' me foul
She not pickin' up, I wonder why
Get the message, I'm hittin' reply

Bro, where the fuck you at, bro?
We're at the gas station, two minutes away

Like, we about to get rid of this nigga
I can't wait 'til we flick on this nigga
Get close, so I'm killin' this nigga
(Like, yo, like, why didn't you kill this nigga? Like)
Think a car pulled up (like)
And the lights turned off

Got my G and my clip right up outta my jewels
And I hop out the cut with my black hoodie on
Then I aim double hands
I get to thuggin' and stickin', once I get the chance, niggas know how I am
I get up close, put the gun in his face, all he heard was the-