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6arelyhuman - Go Crazy lyrics

Artist: 6arelyhuman

album: Go Crazy


(Fab-Fabfantasy)
(Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab)
(Fab-Fabfantasy)
(Pixel Hood)
Coke in my boots with the fur and the cotton soles
In-in-in the spot, we getting high, stop-stop, drop and roll
Yeah-yeah-yeah, I'm speeding down the road, I don't pay the toll
Get-get it for free, while these stupid hoes, they pay to go
Way too cool, these-these-these hating hoes
You can't, you can't control, go-go-go-go loco
Way too cool, these-these-these hating hoes
You can't, you can't control, go-go-go-go loco
It's like, everyday, I'm goin' crazy
These bitches tryna play me
I know, I'm fucking sexy, get the money, can't be lazy
Don't talk, boy, you just play me, the vision that I'm painting
You at the wall, I'm faking
Whatchu know? I leave them shaking
Walk up in the club and I took out a shank, boy
Ain't no play, please say, "No, I ain't, boy"
Work a knife, wanna know how it tastes, boy
Got a swag in the bank, know that I ain't based, boy
Got all them bad, but they look so dramatic
Attracted to me like a motherfucking magnet
Walk in this place like a creature of habit
Not from this planet, so you cannot have it
Shaking in your boots, sh-sh-shaking in your boots
Shaking in your boots, sh-sh-shaking in your boots-boots-boots
Shaking-shaking-shaking- boots
Shaking-shaking-shaking- boots
Shaking-shaking-shaking- boots-boots-boots
It's that Fab shit, yeah, we hate them, sluts
She's still alive, fuck it, say it if you want some
Every time we do it, everyday, it's a lot of fun
I don't wanna hear it, just say it, 'cause you are the one
I go stretch them in the basement, we play it
If we want it, then we see it and we take it
I don't really give a fuck, I just wanna make it
Yeah, we ain't gonna fucking stop 'til we're fucking famous
We're gettin' drunk, like, yeah, yeah, it's like it's all we do
Put us in a party with some bitches, yeah, we suck this, too
You're a fucking liar, her arm's so luscious, though
Kickin' up the club, you're so ugly and you're izzy, too
Cash this all up, I should fuck you up now
Treat you like a cupid, I make you fall in love now
Gonna fall in love now, everybody sucks now
Fun under the sheets, shake you up under the sunset
Walk into the back, it's just such a different upload
Playing in the club light, now you, now you wanna go
I'ma-I'ma go outside, I'ma get some mischange
Now they all are fucking me, I can fucking Fab, bitch
Ew, I can ride it, ride it, fuck it while they still inside me
Yeah, I know, you want some of that, I'ma get it high
Yeah, feel it on me, yeah, baby, I can get it low, get it low
Feel me up, just feel around me, get my love
These boys just wanna stalk me, nobody gonna stop me
I'm dancin' at the party, I'm fucked up on coke and molly
Come feel up on my body, I'm such a hot tamale
I can't fuck with paparazzi, every popstar such a hottie
I drive these brothers crazy, I do it on the daily
Pull up in a Mercedes, these bitches want my babies
I'm dancin' in the club and I'm busy gettin' crunk
Men just wanna grab my junk, they can look, but they can't touch, ha
Dancing in my mini skirt, 'cause this beat is very sick
In the VIP, I'ma ride on your disco stick
Let me be a slut, I need you to fuck me, hardcore
Everybody's watching us, let's give them an encore
Hello Kitty bag, I pulled up in a Tesla
She just wanna ride, got her wet just like I kissed her
I just stole her man and she's mad, but I don't care, though
I'ma keep my bitch, but geek, you ain't waiting, that's some facts, hoe
Haunting in the party, she slap on my name tag
You love chatting bullshit, she's slapping on it, give me head
I ain't ever hear you, so you on it with your ex
Kicking in my trunk, oh, yeah, it's parting
You're mad that you can't be me, run away when you can see me
Yeah, I know, you're mad when I'm talking on the TV
Yeah, I'm on the big screen, know you're rocking with me
I can take your girl and your man 'cause both want me
The feeling's so strong, so pop a molly
Take these drugs, you won't stop me
Pull up the club, there's paparazzi
I just lost my special car keys
Fuck, good job, I'll let you keep up
Standing on my money, bitch, I'm higher than an eagle
I don't fuck with lames, so just get out my face, yeah
Yeah, move your face from right outta my face
'Cause you're obstructing my view
I would like to see people on the stage
Dance on the stage when inside of the venue
Now pussy pop, pussy pop
Pussy pop-pop-pop when inside of the venue
Now I rap, I can do it really slow, I can do it really fast
I can rap about my friends or my hair or a paycheck
Baeby Alex is what you're gonna go play next
Everybody loves when I DJ at Fab Fest
Been there, did all that, I'm getting kinda bored
I love vanilla ice cream and dressing like a whore
When I'm not in my house, I'm up in the Apple Store
Looking at the iPhones

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