INSANE ft. Awf Whyte & qulan. Lyrics

He said that boy antone is fire man I think that he lyin

Nah wait im just playin antone is the best he ain't trying

All these goddamn beats going crazy

They keeping me crying and they provide him with

The tools to get - big and survive

I think that antone ish go crazy man

Antone is the craziest

Antone not too scared to kill a man over this music ish

444 ain't ish when antone step around he's there again

Said all that shi

And antones crazy but I think that he's a little bit sane

Everything he makes got a meaning I think that that's crazy

Only 13 and 13 years later he's famous

Driven sports cars and bussin on drip from the 80s

Ill drive a bussin mercades

And ill drive in it daily

Ain't playing games with you rappers

I'm rhyming crazy real steady

Next thing you know you'll see

Antone tatted up on ya baby

Cause antone rules the world

And there ain't really nothing that's

Crazy about that

You can bring me down but I'll bounce back

You can't take my crown I denounce that

Play my shit so loud that the ground crack

Back to back until I'm a fucking soundtrack

Wait whats that sound

I'm just trynna make my whole fam proud

Succeed to be, the great seed

They seen come to be

The one thas selling out crowds

Huh, nigga don't like me?

Come and shoot me, better put me in lense jus like movies

Flow stupid they call it goofy

Get proofed if you steppin to me

Knocked em out jus like roofies

Hit up shooters, call em to duty

Niggas started running acting so scoozy

Check yourself or meet this uzi

Mane I think awfwhyte definitely a little insane

He just seems a bit unstable have you heard what he's saying?

He may not be that deep but he's got a brilliant brain

I just wish his whole demeanor was a little more tame

Told the fuck boy chill out

Whole gang boutta straight cook yo ass

Formally invite you to the grill out

Bro had the whole lot to say in the dark

When in there had to make the bitch spit out

Bloody knife in my left hand as I

Sat there watching my guts spill out

Ain't it obvious Qulan done lost his mufuckin' mind?

Use my knee to make parabolas from mufuckas spines

This Kombat against you mortals make you shriek to the skies

Better watch me, I'm like Itachi tryna reach for your eyes

Grabbin' the window to your soul

They could be gettin' info from your bro

Never thought that a whip could've been so cold

Feelin like I'm Frozone in a four-door

Lil bitch I'm a Don I dont do photos

Goin up this year to the gang here's a toast

Y'all ain't hear shit I aint came here to boast, aye

Mm

But it don't matter cuz

Your views is irrelevant

Niggas is involuntarily celibate

Thinking they Jesus or even a reverend

Heathens be scamming and scheming, embezzling

Difficulty on my demons is veteran

Idiots refuse to see through the melanin

Takin our talents then flippin' and sellin' it, uh

Aint a goddamn thing your mind cannot do

Not even serious it's all for the hell of it

And if I can do it then you can too!