Spazz On'Em Lyrics

Got the clicker, instead of the striker you know what I'm saying but it's still a BIC, you heard me

Fuck what they talking about

Bout to act a monkey, bout to spaz on em

All my clothes brand new, still got the tags on em

I said address me like a God, I'm on some KING shit

Them 40 pointers on me, shining like a beam, bitch

My motivation for the grind to get my team on

I'm back and forth to the dollars like it's ping pong

These haters Got my name ringing like a ringtone

I'm stepping out with something you ain't never seen, on

You headed for that long dream, get that beam on

Them holla things hit the frame, now your brain gone

I'm too insane, home

Young nigga with me on that molly

Can't control him when it's time to get active and catch a body

Got that Polar on my necklace, it's the cost of a lil Maserati

Reach for my chain and I'ma make an example out of somebody

Don't know a thing, all that I know is he played and somebody shot'em

Yellow tape up on the scene, you get ugly when we slide it

Headshot for the niggas who thinkin' they know it all

Earth and mold, left them blacker then motor oil

He ain't got enough money, he don't wanna go off

He got left in the streets and they had to come tote him off

You can get killed for that side eye, and my wrist hitting like a tire shine

Got the ho with me, we on cloud nine

Got some niggas with me, they don't mind dyin

Got a family, God better find Brian

We be hatin' so much, I need fine time

When I open my eyes, it's grind time

And I'm crushing niggas like a wine mine

I'm all over the cheese, wine time

Man, these bitches won't fuck, but I-I

I be curving these hoes like I'm fine

Got a benefit for me to get my time, still remember when they laughed at me

But now the rabbit got the gun, I throw some cash at him

Them bitches used to curve, a nigga used to make me sick

Now just to be up in my presence, they gon' let me hit

Y'all got me feeling like the man since I got them bands

Just cause she know I'm stacking grand, she do what I'm saying

I can tell the bitch to jump and she gon' ask me how high

I'll take her shopping if it ain't what you want and it don't matter how high

Bout to act a monkey, buy the spaz on em

All my clothes brand new, still got my tags on

I said address me like a god, I'm on some King shit

Them 40 pointers on me shining like a beam, bitch

My motivation for the grind to get my team on

I'm back and forth to the dollars like it's ping pong

These haters got my name ringing like the ringtone

I'm stepping out with something you ain't never seen on

Never seen nigga

Polar on my necklace, it's the cost of a lil Maserati

Reach for my chain and I'ma make an example out of somebody

Don't know a thing, all that I know is he played and somebody shot'em

Yellow tape up on the scene, you get ugly when we slide it