Krazy

(albüm: Public Housing, Pt. 2 - 2023)

You can lead a bitch to the water, but you can't make the bitch drink
I was really trapping them quarters, on the block upping my rank
Drink lean like I sip water, had to put down all the pints
A thick old bitch just sent me an ass pic sitting on the sink
Fell too in deep with the streets, feel like we react as newlyweds
I'm trapping D and I'm trapping C and trapping Sudafed
Crackers took my jewelry, damn, I think I wanna sue the feds
And my bitch just cut me off and God ain't answering, don't know who to beg
Like, damn, we gotta start back over, hella dates at Bossa Nova
Niggas tryna cross me out, niggas tryna fuck me over
Niggas tryna box me out, bitches tryna run me over
Crackers tryna crop me out, lawyer keep saying that it's over
But the Lord got last say so
I'm out here looking for an old opp with a brand new Draco
Before you drop, I need an alibi, fly my bitch to Caicos
That Drac' gon' sound like a lullaby, wish death on all these fake hoes
Niggas say they pushing P, I'm like, "What P they pushin'?"
Niggas' P, they stand for, "Peon," and they stand for, "Pussy"
Niggas can't even reach my lap, I spent two-hundred K on cushion
I'm tryna whip my dope, my bitch be mad, like, "Bae, I'm cookin'"
I know, bae, I'm looking
You ain't fuck with no rookie
Rich-ass nigga, but I still play the bucket
Know how to swindle a bitch, growing up, we used to go play hookey
Stay down on my shit, in other words, stay up on my bully
Your feet ain't fast enough, pussy nigga, you can't even duck no fully

Mm, stayed down with these M's, now I'm super rich
In the projects stacking with my Timbs, get super trench
Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched
I don't like no boring bitch, over here, bae, we get super lit
Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I'm with
I know why niggas mad 'cause niggas got a ran through bitch
I'm betting top dollar niggas ain't never ran my bitch
Nigga, I'm a shot caller, I wouldn't even stamp your bitch

Nigga, I'm a big baller
Big dog like Rottweiler
These niggas cock blockers
These niggas show stoppers
I ain't gotta blow no bag, real pantyhose dropper
These niggas capping for the 'Gram, they don't want no problems
I keep my heart stuffed in my pocket and keep it zipped up
Bitch got some big old lips, I think she got her lips touched
They ask me why I act like that, got pain built up
She show me real love, that's why my main filled up
But enough of that
Doing niggas bad, I'm treating niggas' ass like a punching bag
If you down bad, I'll front the sack
If you fucked up, I might look out for you
If a nigga take they life and put it on the line, they really love you
If a bitch gon' beat that visitation down, then that bitch really love you
If a nigga don't show you action, how you know that nigga gon' be for you?
How I'ma know, nigga, if we really rockin'?
Spin his block with a—, left him Milly Rocking
Cruising through the city, keep a mini nina up in my pocket
Capping for these niggas, y'all school boys, niggas need to stop it
Yeah, you get some money, but you niggas know who really popping
Know who started all this shit, 'bout me, niggas body-dropping

Stayed down with these M's, now I'm super rich
In the projects stacking with my Timbs, get super trench
Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched
I don't like no boring bitch, over here, bae, we get super lit
Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I'm with
I know why niggas mad 'cause niggas got a ran through bitch
I'm betting top dollar niggas ain't never ran my bitch
Nigga, I'm a shot caller, I wouldn't even stamp your bitch