Lyrics My Crazy Story Pt.2 - The Deadly Youngan

Cops up at the door we at the house right by the stop sign
We clutchin on them K's
But these ain't letters these some Glocks nines
They come up in this bitch they leave like chicken this ain't popeyes
I run out through the back I'm with this nigga that look cross eyed
Cops kick down the door like that lil meme up off the internet
But we already gone
Like we some wizards who you tryna catch
I spot a opp I try to shoot his ass i missed that nigga blessed
Spinned again like spinabenz gun him down now he with all the rest
My crazy story 2 bitch they on who bitch they done caught the crew
We can't go bail em out cause we get seen we getting arrested too
We ain't no hoes so we go hideout in that same warehouse
One week later i get a phone call private number can't track the route
I pick it up it's a jail call said press something to pick it up
I pick it up it's my homie said he snitched
I'm like nigga what the fuck
I'm like nah this shit can't be real yo ass got fucking guts
Bitch I have my hitters find yo ass leave you out of luck
But fuck that nigga we get off our ass we finna take a flight
But with what lil bitch we broke as fuck and we ain't too polite
But it's all good we in this rich area we robbing a nigga life
We in a old ass nigga house we take his money like blueface ight
We on the plane it's just me and gang we been made the plan
Halfway through they on the intercom said they ass gotta land
We done fucked up we ain't got a gun we gotta fight a man
But not just one it's about 20 of em coming in a can
Ain't got a choppa the one that catch opps like a fishing net
Then i got reminded of that snitching nigga the fucking teachers pet
But we get off the motherfucking plane but take off like a jet
Them niggas tried to shoot us but they missed ha can't catch us yet
But then I realized it's just two of us the fuck the other threat
Oh his ass dead he got shot in his head they filled him up with led
But I'm like fuck him he a dead bitch gotta escape the fucking feds
So we run out they still shooting tryna bust our heads like waterbeds
We see a car it's unlocked that's too easy bitch Imma use my head
But he got in and it's a cop in there now he in a jail bed
So It's just me can't be like 23 I can't leave out here dead
Last nigga who tried to play with me he left out here red he dead
Somebody grab me I'm like damn I'm fucked but his ass special ed
My foot got stuck bitch I'm out of luck
Cops yelling can't hear what they said
I'm finna be dead get wasted gta I'm fucked up in the head
Next thing I know I'm with that snitching nigga a nigga finna be dead