DY Krazy Uh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Brand new Chanels Don't look at the tag, baby I bought her ass, best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby I drive in the Jag crazy I crash that bitch daily Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Ayy) I made a bag, baby (Yeah) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I'm in my bag (On God) I drive it real fast, baby (On God) Mercedes Benz (On God) I'm in my bag, baby I'm in first class, baby (On God) You in last, baby (On God) I'm a 90's baby But I cook that shit from the 80's (On God) Hardtop Mercedes (On God) I'm ridin' in a drop Mercedes (That's on God) Fuck all your opps, don't save 'em (That's on God) Just let the AK rearrange ya (That's on God) Fuck on a opp nigga's bitch on the daily (On God) Ball on a bitch, Tracy McGrady (That's on God) Throw B's up for the brazy (On God) I put the K in crazy (On God) I went No Limit dance on the daily (On God) That choppa turn ya like pages, uh (On God) Headshot leave your face lookin' crazy, uh (On God) Did I say cray? I meant brazy, uh I got four pockets with lettuce We 'bout to show 'em who the best is I need an ambulance up in the nosebleeds I designed her lil' body, she a trophy And she do what Simon say I'm 'bout to buy her the All-State I'ma fill up this bitch with some more shit Whatever, bitch, she a Barbie Brand new Chanels Don't look at the tag, baby I bought her ass Best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby I drive in the Jag crazy I crash that bitch daily Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Ayy) I made a bag, baby (Yeah) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I'm in my bag (On God) I drive it real fast, baby (On God) Mercedes Benz (On God) I'm in my bag, baby I'm not God, baby (On God) I don't forgive, baby (On God) My niggas in your crib, baby (On God) They go real brazy (That's on God) I'ma pull up in the latest (On God) Matte black, you know that I painted it (On God) New millennium, totin' the stainless (On God) Got a red beam for long ranges, yeah (On God, on God, on God) I got savage ways (On God) I got baddie babes (That's on God) I got me the swings (No cap, on God) All I'm bringin' in (No cap, on God) Yeah (Uh) The way you lied to me is too fugazi (On God) No magazine shells fade away (Uh) I'm in Japan with an Asian persuasion (Yeah, on God) Bitches from the Himalayas bringin' me bacon Gucci robes like masons Fuck her in a Bathing Ape apron My bitch foreign I don't know where she from I ain't tryna be racist (On God) I don't fuck with niggas, I'm racist, uh Get my dick sucked by a soultaker, uh I told her I just want the top Your clothes, don't even take it off (That's on God) I'm Paul Walker when I'm takin' off I'm fast and furious on you hoes (On God) Unlike you broke-ass niggas I actually achieve my goals (That's on God) I'm 'bout to ride, I'll add her name in my tats I'm too good up to ever disguise I get fed up after runnin' 'round, yeah I gotta try it, I done pulled her panties to the side Got four closets for my child I got even more for my wife Yeah, yeah Yeah, that's on God That's on God DY Krazy Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah That's on God DY Krazy Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah That's on God, that's on God That's on God, that's on God, that's on... Brand new Chanels Don't look at the tag, baby I bought her ass Best believe that I'm gon' tap, baby I drive in the Jag crazy I crash that bitch daily Had to upgrade to a Mercedes (Ayy) I made a bag, baby (Yeah) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I made a bag, baby (On God) I'm in my bag (On God) I drive it real fast, baby (On God) Mercedes Benz (On God) I'm in my bag, baby

Pluto, King Slime I'm in the 'Bach the one with the stars I'm in the 'Bach the one with the stars I'm in the Rolls, the one with the stars I'm in the Rolls, the one with the stars Whew whew Tie, tie my shoes, tie my tie tie my shoes Tie tie my shoes, tie my tie tie my shoes I will pay my dues, I be back, I be boo'd (I be boo'd) I don't care about you enough to tell the, tell the truth Yeah, I'm in the Rolls the one with the stars (zoom) Yeah, I got a clean up crew for the blogs Yeah, you gotta keep that shit cooler than sharks Yeah yeah you wanna be slime you gotta shoot at your door yeah I scored first place but didn't get me no medal (yeah) I'm in that double shift, release the pedal skrr I'm bout to WCW your daughter your Grandma (yeah) Money on top of the counter, just pop all the tags off Money on top of the counter just pop all the tags off please I made a oath thank God that my kids ainn't never gonna want or need Babe I'm sorry I text you back a week later (sorry) I'm a humble dog like Dion Waiters Tie tie my shoes, tie tie my shoes (lets go) Tie tie my shoes, tie tie my shoes (lets go) Tie tie my shoes, tie tie my shoes (yeah) Tie tie my shoes, tie tie my shoes (skrr skrr) I was leaning on Actavis, then poured the Red up (yeah) I was smoking the kush she givin the head up (yeah) Flooded the rollie with crushed ice and bezels On the beach line i'mma shoot at your dog (tie my shoes) King Slime Pluto sniping your broad (tie my shoes) First to bag dressed in Burberry came with Gucci (tie my shoes) First to wear Michael Kors now they Pucci (tie my shoes) Two Maybach Benz Got a car dealership, got my trappers a scholarship I did the seats Louis, custom made I hang with criminals fresh out the cage 60 seconds I'm gone Nicholas Cage nigga (yeah) I'm in the Phantom the one with the stars (swerve swerve) If you ride with me gotta take a charge (lets go) Got a .223 I could pull it apart (slatt) 23 freaks, slide like Jordan Honest nigga, Gucci slippers I don't run from niggas (Future) Average nigga, I retire strippers, fire strippers Then I went and hide a stripper Tie tie my shoes, tie tie my shoes Tie tie my shoes, tie tie my shoes I pay my dues, I be back, I be boo'd I don't care about you enough to tell the, tell the truth Yeah, I'm in the Rolls the one with the stars (zoom) Too clean for the blogs Yeah, you gotta keep that shit cooler than sharks Yeah yeah wanna be slime you gotta shoot at your dog yeah You are crazy

Chance The motherfuckin' rapper With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger Lil Boat Chance Lil Boat Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste All I can hear is the third, ayy All I can hear is the third, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy I love my women real tall, ayy Type that can really play ball, ayy You buy my hat at the park, ayy Think I might really play ball, ayy I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo How can they call themselves bosses When they got so many bosses You gotta see what your boss say I get it straight out the faucet I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop But now I call the shots I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda That booty gon' roll and it's outta control And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me In that choppa I see your perimeter Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar Wait one minute I told you Yeah, I would like to know you Yeah, you lucky like clovers Yeah, the clothes no good Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it Just look at me baby I came from the sewers They love all the slime ball Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Am I the only one who really care about cover art Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start I ain't know what that mean I bumped heads with my dean Dropped out and hit the scene Now I'm stunting like bling Time and time again they told me no They told me I wouldn't go Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes Well, maybe that shit was my interest Now I spend more than they make at my dentist After 1Night the folks thought I was finished I pin my name to the game like a seamstress Oh, bitch I bite like a gator Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different New sound, new appearance Bitch it's Boat from the 6 Give a fuck about a bitch Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste

(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) She wanna go viral (viral), keep fuckin' for hours (hours) That pussy got power, that pussy got power She wet in the shower (wet), that pussy gettin' louder (louder) We ain't sayin' no vow (vow), she fuckin' no coward (nope) I'm dickin' it deep (deep), she wanna get geeked (geek her) She sniffin' that flour (flour), we geekin' for hours (skeet-skeet) Get play as a player (we player), that P get devoured (P) Told my brother, "She ours" (she ours, slatty) I'm comin', my baby Fuck it, I'll crocodile Birkin the baby (fuck it) We don't take breaks, she want fuck on the daily Had to stop, get some Percs for this lady We go CC, make her wanna go crazy I hit Mercedes inside a Mercedes Power that P, got you poppin' in places (P) I'm givin' her the D, I'm the D-boy, baby (I'm givin' her the D, I'm the D-boy, baby) I'm in her gut like a sit-up (sit-up) I drop the dick off like a dealer (yeah) I left a few racks, pay your rent up (rent up) She make that lil' pussy pop like a pimple I'm parkin' right here in the center (yeah) I tell her, "Pull up", she gon' mop all the drip up That's why I upgraded her denture (why?) In her mouth, I'm in love with your dentals She wanna go viral (viral), keep fuckin' for hours (hours) That pussy got power, that pussy got power She wet in the shower (wet), that pussy gettin' louder (louder) We ain't sayin' no vow (vow), she fuckin' no coward (nope) I'm dickin' it deep (deep), she wanna get geeked (geek her) She sniffin' that flour (flour), we geekin' for hours (skeet-skeet) Get play as a player (we player), that P get devoured (P) Told my brother, "She ours" (she ours) I'm comin', my baby, forget a crocodile Birkin, my baby Show you a link, now you workin', my baby You fuck on me, it feel personal, baby Trust me, it's comin' full circle, my baby The dash in the Benz is virtual, baby You seein' 3D off a Perky, my baby Seein' HD off the 2C, my baby 31 gang, it get spooky, my baby How can I worry 'bout blockin' with buttons When niggas is out here and Glockies is bussin'? How can I not be the topic discussion When niggas got rich off of droppin' my govy? How do you even be rockin' with buddy? The pictures I've seen, I'm like, "Damn, he got lucky" Take it from him and I leave him with nothin' She wanna go viral (viral), keep fuckin' for hours (hours) That pussy got power, that pussy got power She wet in the shower (wet), that pussy gettin' louder (louder) We ain't sayin' no vow (vow), she fuckin' no coward (nope) I'm dickin' it deep (deep), she wanna get geeked (geek her) She sniffin' that flour (flour), we geekin' for hours (skeet-skeet) Get play as a player (we player), that P get devoured (P) Told my brother, "She ours" (she ours, slatty)