Текст песни Crayz - Randy LB

Open 24 7 she my business model
We got something brewing like a Guinness bottle
What′s in this bottle before I take it to the head
All I ask is help me make it to the bed, uhh
Might as well be lit
If we gone take pics with a selfie stick
Might as well be rich
If you ain't talking money to me don′t tell me shhh, hold up

Yeah, sugar lips I get candy kisses and I'm still in love with the cocoa
There they go on their instagram now it's filling up with the photos
How they be acting when the lights off
What they be doing when the doors closed
What made him switch his style up
What happened to all his old flows
Nosey haters keep lying on us
Watch how Pinocchio′s nose grows
Meanwhile we overseas
We doing Tokyo shows bro

Ain′t it crazy
Feeling kinda crazy
They gone think we crazy
Let em think we crazy
They gone think we crazy
Let em think we crazy

They call me crazy, appreciate it
Five percent tint, seats suede
Six ten, big benz
Her-cedes, president
First Lady, that ever made me
Thirsty baby, I take a sip
Ocean water, she ride the wave
I don't rock the boat, I sink the ship
Like uhh, can′t nobody hit it like me
And ain't nobody feeling like me
You know I gotta beat it til I bang it
I kill it when I get up in it

Ain′t it crazy
Feeling kinda crazy
They gone think we crazy
Let em think we crazy
They gone think we crazy
Let em think we crazy

The flow oh so clean so sanitary
I drop soap bars on the flowcabulary
You know, it's mo money mo advasaries
But fake friends is a fact no imaginary
The blacker berry Ima squeeze cuz the juice sweeter
It′s two sweets lit up and I'm in a two seater
That's a single for the driver and the passenger
My flow killing everybody that′s a massacre
Yeah, light speed ain′t fast enough
Godspeed on the track when I pass em up
Never caught off guard ready like on guard
I call a spade a spade yeah you played the wrong card
The dealer, I hustle and shuffle my own cards
And I go bone hard as soon as the song start
The game cold but we ain't got to the cold part
I handle mine vandalize with these crowbars
Yeah I can get hot headed I got a cold heart
It′s Mozart I stay afloat like Noah's ark
I′m staying on my toes you'll get tore apart
A military tank up against a patrol car
Flow nutritious they like he dropping granola bars
I′m in the kitchen I'm cooking slick as canola oil
If I hit you up then you got the protocol
I'm so fly I fell and a cloud broke the fall
I′m on a roll like butter but I′ve been known to ball
It's money on the line can′t you see I'm on a call
Some of the throwedest thoughts ever is what my flow involves
If breaking mics was a crime my bars broken laws
Physically gripping mics lyrically choking yall
I told Paul bro I′m in it for the long haul
Then Hov called he told me I made the song cry
I told Hov hold on before the phone died
One three one you know I'm in the zone right
Was you searching when you found yourself on the wrong side
Or did it just pop up on you
Now pay attention before that crack rock up on you
Yeah, they hate to see me go hard so I go even harder
I see a yard full of flowers I′ma need a gardner
It's hard work keeping up this yard work
Now I'm all on the web like Peter Parker
The sweet sparker the beast from the east harbor
The PVT bomber, Vietnamer
Keep calm or reap karma
Got to be smarter Better think harder
Since a lil boy I just wanted to be a baller
Just like Lil Troy twenty inches on the impala
Get laid tonight I think I need to call her
Get paid tonight Im bout to stack it all up
And hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But it′s got to be a better way
A better way better way yeeeah