Go Crazy

[Intro: Junked]

Yeah

Let's talk about some crazy shit man..

Mike*G, M.Vegas, Canalli

Yeah



[Verse 1: Mike*G]

Still a independent artist

Still killing shit

B roll that blunt up

Let me get hit

We in the south-side

Tatted like a Mexican

Swerving lane 2 lane

Fucking with pedestrians

I'm a veteran

Fly in my letterman

Dudes sleeping on me

Like David and Goliath and them

Doing the c-walk

Fucking with them Compton crips

Drinking old E

Looking like a caught a lick

My b's throw it up

Now where them sets at

Never give a bird bread

Or cheese to a rat

Dub stepping

With that 44 Cadillac

I'm going nuts like a crackerjack

Dip that blunt cognac

Meet me on the east

That phone might be tapped

Out in LA

Them fruittown n***as strapped

Mad dog 20 20

On a diet

My pockets hella chunky

Blow the chronic n***a

Sipping on gin & juice

Going crazy

Gifted Rebel

Is the label that's pays me

Junked hit me up

Said we going brazy

The chronic got me high

Swear I'm getting lazy

Fresh chucks and dickey khaki's

Bandana on my backside

But it ain't the crip side

Snoop dogg

In my low ride

We westside certified

Got these n***as by a slandside



[Hook: M.Vegas]

Man This shit go crazy

When you hear that beat banging

My homies really about it

Yeah they twisting up fingers

This shit go crazy

The way we living so amazing

Rolling up that OG

And we flexing so outrageous

This shit go crazy

You with some real dam players

Don't bring that girl around

Because we just might take her

This shit go crazy

And can't nobody play us

And can't nobody fade us



[Verse 2: Canalli]

Pull up to the spot

Make them heads turn

New red bottoms

Made the floor burn

My bitch so bad

Make ya neck hurt

And she gimme head

While I make

That fucking thang swerve

Make my wrist drip

When I grip grain

Boy I made a new hit

Thats a new chain

Boy I hit a new bitch

Had her back sprained

Need em real thick

Boy im into doing big things

Yea

Winter time shit boy im on fire

Make it too hot

Boy I got the city on lock

Bring my name up

I on hear boy im on top

They ain't never did shit

Yea

I just called shots

Yea

Now all of my clothes is designer

Jewels on my body

Stedy drippin like its agua

Bitches hear my name

And they pop it like its nada

Im just trinna

Make the money plays

Get it multiply it

Yea

They gon try to stop u if u got it

When you bout to make it boy

I swear thats the hardest

Yea yea

This shit too crazy

Never let em play you boy

Fuck you pay meee



[Bridge: M.Vegas & Junked]

When you hear that beat banging

My homies really about it

Yeah they twisting up fingers

Go, Go Crazy With It

You with some real dam players

Don't bring that girl around

Because we just might take her

Loc'ed out g's goin crazy

When you hear that beat banging

My homies really about it

Yeah they twisting up fingers

Go, Go Crazy With It

You with some real dam players

Don't bring that girl around

Because we just might take her

Loc'ed out g's goin crazy



[Hook: M.Vegas]

Man This shit go crazy

When you hear that beat banging

My homies really about it

Yeah they twisting up fingers

This shit go crazy

The way we living so amazing

Rolling up that OG

And we flexing so outrageous

This shit go crazy

You with some real dam players

Don't bring that girl around

Because we just might take her

This shit go crazy

And can't nobody play us

And can't nobody fade us