SPAZZ - Zae Litty

Yeah, Southside I go nuts on Southside Beats Baby, okay Super Bowl ring, we ballin' hard, we won the championship Everybody got somethin' to say when I ain't even ask 'em shit Bunny rabbit broke, take a brick and do a magic trick A hundred racks a show, get on the stage and do a backwards flip (yeah) I'm in L.A. with some real Crips I want Stella McCartney, this real drip Cartier on my face with the wood tear Put the knife on the K, it's the real deal Make 'em get out this bitch like a fire drill If I won't hit a bitch then the guys will I've been on it, today, I took five pills I'ma run up them M's 'cause it's God's will How you gon' check me? She like my gangsta, she wanna arrest me She wanna sex me (yeah) I had to block her, she know not to text me Comin' at you niggas 3D They gon' put this shit on repeat Everything I say, they repeat Any nigga try to sneak diss I ain't gon' say nothin' back, yeah I'ma keep gettin' these racks, yeah When you speak 'bout me, speak facts, yeah Got an FN on the kickback, yeah Big nose, hood on the demon Big to the streets, I'm a deacon They wouldn't even peep what I was preachin' They just wanna see me with the leaches Big ballers, I ain't in the bleachers Courtside, high five the ref Codeine got me talkin' to myself Blowin' up, I'm blowin' out my belt Richest top five, nah, for real Only 25 before the deal Every time we slide, a nigga kill I just hope to God that they appeal G5 sittin' in the cell He 'bout to come (came home) I got this money on me right now I don't even answer my phone (put 'em on) I had these bitches in state to state They tryna give me some play (leave me alone) They know that I ain't got time to waste I'm tryna get in their face (I'm goin' home) I might just give you a couple of dollars And make sure you good on a model (good) They know they'll probably gon' see me again Unless I'm in the Benz I put the Forgiatos on the car Mickey Thompsons on the truck I got the money, I'm runnin' it up And I've been puttin' it up (them M's)

D. Brooks Exclusive We too, hella lost Sat at the round table with, hella bosses I had to leave niggas alone who double crossed me Take care the situation if you cross me, uh You know I just wanna spazz You know I need money fast All blue cheese, I need my cash Play with me then that's your ass, yeah Bro 'nem be trippin', they smokin' on gas, yeah Nigga be sneaky he smoke his own guys, yeah If he do, don't be surprised, yeah Looked the devil in his eyes Two or three chokers, I'm chokin' myself You want a handout, you lookin' for help Your son be watchin' you, he tryna take your steps He wanna be just like you, he hope you don't get killed, yeah yeah I might finger your bitch with a three point ring We up on the opps on a ten point lead I'm for real about it Niggas 'round me, I'll kill about 'em I told Pluto I can't live without him Now I gotta live without him These niggas finesse, they come around I need two, three pills out 'em I know three niggas fucked up, locked up They need like three bills out you You told a bitch you gon' kill me Don't know how to feel around you You know he told, his heart is cold, and he still around you You'd give them niggas anything and they still'll down you I'll give my family anything to keep 'em smiling Bitch-made, bitch-made, snitch K, snitch K I be hopin' for them better days Cash out, nigga fuck good grades No mics She say I can't get nothin' 'til I'm dead in my grave I won't say no no more I'ma give you anything when I bet on my wave Every time when I see my brothers ride past I throw up the treys My brothers get on your ass, you grass Niggas can't be saved We too (Turn up), hella lost Sat at the round table with, hella bosses I had to leave niggas alone who double crossed me Take care the situation if you cross me, uh You know I just wanna spazz You know I need money fast All blue cheese, I need my cash Play with me then that's your ass, yeah Bro 'nem be trippin', they smokin' on gas, yeah Nigga be sneaky, he smoke his own guys, yeah If he do, don't be surprised, yeah Looked the devil in his eyes I just brought a watch, I put the carats in SSR, RIP Fredo, died off medicine I can shoot you in my head, step in my residence If you don't talk to me face-to-face You better not at me then Just off my labels, I had two plaques, that's a million Always in trouble, devil on me, can't prevent They get that call, they on that corner, then they bendin' If they don't fuck for who I am, she fuck for Remy She suck my dick, ooh ooh, my bad, I mean my jimmy I say my bad, can't talk like that, my kid be listenin' I just put like fifty racks in my Amiri jeans They had me questioned for somebody Didn't tell 'em anything Ooh, I ain't tell 'em nothin' If you did then your head is gushin' My lifestyle, you can't rush it You ain't gon' shoot, stop clutchin' Sad to say what my niggas'll do for that money We too, hella lost Sat at the round table with, hella bosses I had to leave niggas alone who double crossed me Take care the situation if you cross me, uh You know I just wanna spazz You know I need money fast All blue cheese, I need my cash Play with me then that's your ass, yeah Bro 'nem be trippin', they smokin' on gas, yeah Nigga be sneaky, he smoke his own guys, yeah If he do, don't be surprised, yeah Looked the devil in his eyes