Krazy World

Krazy world, get it where you fit in

Choose how to roll, the dough there for the picking

Switch up—you’re stuck, telegraphing how you’re living

It’s all about me, all about you in a

Krazy world, get it where you fit in

Choose how to roll, the dough there for the picking

Switch up—you’re stuck, telegraphing how you’re living

It’s all about me, all about you

Check the plan: I’ma bubble them jumbs, then I abolish ‘em

Been doing it since double-0-1’s with five dollars

Pinstripe knees and D’s in the side pockets

Keep it shining in Siegfried shirt with wide collars

See all these shots and bam-bam fed on Channel 5, I was

Scrambling, making sure them heads was satisfied with it

The meter inside the cut was just right, fresher

Than southern dubs, enough to buff pipes while I

Tell married chicks to suck mics and strips for the bills

And get ‘em addicted, prove all their skills

Straight pimping, mac daddy, ain’t nothing wrong with hustling

When the time calls for it, I'm puffing chron and busting, then I

Do shit to chicks some youngins call disgusting

Fuck ‘em in their butt then have ‘em suck off my nut then

Give ‘em all they need to keep turning out tricks

Put ‘em on the strip at nine, have ‘em return about six, then, uh

Then press the ho, pull a burner out quick

Get moved on the low ‘cause rumors spread through word of mouth quick, and

Pimp hoes, pimp ‘em, lick slugs, lick ‘em

Sell drugs, sell ‘em, mixing up turn you into a felon in a

Krazy world, get it where you fit in

Choose how to roll, the dough there for the picking

Switch up—you’re stuck, telegraphing how you’re living

It’s all about me, all about you in a

Krazy world, get it where you fit in

Choose how to roll, the dough there for the picking

Switch up—you’re stuck, telegraphing how you’re living

It’s all about me, all about you

Listen close: Ain’t no doubt in the game

If a heater broke, they’re cutting a whole mountain of ‘caine

We still bagged up twenty-five percent, so they’re chopped up

Or they drop slow ‘till they fly up

Open shop, buffed rims spread fast like bad rashes

Fall back with the gods, and they be badasses

As they come back, it’s pouring mad acid rain

Smoke an L, straight blow from them cells

Stash up, keep that dough for my bail

Plus a four-four with shells in case shit go to Hell

Reup on the hundreds of cash with two jammies

Plus the broad’ll transport the crack in her poonanies

Can’t pick the clique of a cat that’s too candy

Ride-or-die fam, those who wilds is my mans too

Tell it how it is: Thug-wild styles plus kids

Money’s smart—don’t talk—just be chill, how these kids be

Down for the game since Gazelles and suede Pumas

Have them broads stashing the cash in the bra and the bloomers

Cock-blocking your spot with fakes, rocks, and ass-pimping

Know that you’re pushing this cash that we’re passing you

Krazy world, get it where you fit in

Choose how to roll, the dough there for the picking

Switch up—you’re stuck, telegraphing how you’re living

It’s all about me, all about you in a

Krazy world, get it where you fit in

Choose how to roll, the dough there for the picking

Switch up—you’re stuck, telegraphing how you’re living

It’s all about me, all about you

Attention, we have heard from the control center on Monster Island

That the two monsters have broken out

All men stand by