Crazy Story Lyrics

Yeah, let me tell a little story for you, man

About how me and my nigga Ace, you know, hopped up on some groupie bitches, bro

Before I hit the scene, I told my brother, go grab the whip

I got 10s inside this 50, it stay on the hip

Told my brother, watch these hoes, they drippin' for a pimp

She got wet pussy with wet tongues with wet lips

That nigga Ace loaded, he been runnin' off these hoes for 10 fives, I got him loaded

You never care about hoes, these hoes been pushin' P, I got him totin'

I got three lil' misdemeanors, think my brothers got me loaded

I got pools up on the table, I'm playin' 8-ball

Me and Ace, we hate' the feds, we duckin' state laws

All these hoes, they beggin' for some head, we playin' basketball

Me and Ace, we totin' on this glick like we from Fremont

Pushin' up with chargers, had that bitch, just went just like mop

Honk my horn at a stupid bitch, cause she a bop-bop

Now we at the hotel, lookin' at each other with 5 bitches we like oh well

Now you got me feelin' like I'm J.D. Bayer

I got good sales, blue checks, countin' hundreds from my bank and mail

All these views is bringin' up my music, call it global sales

Oh y'all feel good about fuckin' bitches, we like, oh, well, now lets cut back to the scene

Hoes was just askin' for some money, I got pennies, givin' them dreams

Like that black man, the only king, we call him Luther King

Now she mad because the nigga ain't give up green

All this money, Surley makin' pussies, mean

Now me and Ace, we hop up in the Charger like this ho ah stolo

Got me closin' my lil' eyes and wavin' hands, no Marco Polo

Me and Ace, we duck the feds, don't duck no hoes, we say no homo

Big bitch, bounce on dick, uh-huh, like a pogo

Now we in the truck, we pushin' through the red, I say no slow-mo

All this shit we really doin', life is crazy, need a GoPro

Now this bitch wanna call my phone, she wanna live better, I say no more

Where were you at when a nigga had no money, you were far gone

If I fuck with you, I'm takin' all your money, I need tax loans

Huh, tell your baby brother, yeah, I wack domes

If you fuck with me and Ace, we gonna have you in the good home

With the breathalyzer, ayy doc, does he have long

Takin' PP loans and tax returns out his new phone

Huh, me and Ace, we never really do it wrong

Now you got these pussy bitches callin' phones, she callin' new phones

Huh, yeah, man, yeah, we wack domes