Gucci Mane - Trap Goin Crazy lyrics

(Chorus) Trap Going Crazy Going Crazy Going Crazy This b**h Bunkin' Da Work Came Early On Thursday So Friday Im Gettin Money Checks Came Next Day On Saturday It's Pay Day The J's Commin' Sunday My Off Day, I Ball all Day, Smoke All Day, And Then Stuntin n***a Week End (Verse 1 ) Atlanta twist ya fingers up, bangin like a center My diamond necklace swingin like a thrilla in Manila Index look like Christmas, pinky cold as winter See the frozen crystals when I hit da cigarillo Remeber I'ma genius not like Washington and wizards Not from Pittsburgh, PA but a your girl on my pestila In my red Ferrari sittin on spinaz, tinited windows Blinkin like a blinker on the seats of my intiial Probly seekin u can see me wit deez Puerto Ricans In bikini it look like ima cheatin cuz im trick or treatin Sittin on spinneys in my Lamborghini while you dreamers guenie As I'm leaning and the carrage gleaming and the sun is beamin Gucci….. (chorus) Trap Going Crazy Going Crazy Going Crazy This b**h Bunkin' Da Work Came Early On Thursday So Friday Im Gettin Money Checks Came Next Day On Saturday It's Pay Day The J's Commin' Sunday My Off Day, I Ball all Day, Smoke All Day, And Then Stuntin n***a Week End (Verse 2) The Red Guy Is Rollin So It's Hotter Than A Sauna All The Boys And Girls Gotta Get Up Off The Corner Feds Got Ya Picture And Your Partna Snitchin On Ya Baby Moma b**hin And She wishin That You Crumble Pounds IN A Trash Bag Tell Me Whats The Number Pillz In A Nap Sack, Chickens in the Hummer Trap House Bunkin I Dun Made Another Hundred You Better Count Ya Money Cause Its Christmas in The Summer A hundred eight Degress Ill have you Outside in a bummer Da Middle Of July I Make It Winter IN The summer Cociena Clinet Got It Snowing Like Nebraska Zone 6 east Atlanta Man We Call This sh** Alaska (Chorus) Trap Going Crazy Going Crazy Going Crazy This b**h Bunkin' Da Work Came Early On Thursday So Friday Im Gettin Money Checks Came Next Day On Saturday It's Pay Day The J's Commin' Sunday My Off Day, I Ball all Day, Smoke All Day, And Then Stuntin n***a Week End (Verse 3) Im In da Kitchen Homie Whippin Up A Deuce n***as Lookin Sick I Call It chicken Noodle Soup Chickens In The living Room We call It the chicken room Birds everywhere lookin Like Atlanta Zoo Pounds in a Stash Bag Chickens in da coop Birds like a pet Shop pigeons on the roof Workin with da fork turn a 1 into a 2 Half ya n***as snitchin' gotta watch out for ya crew Find me on two eighty five flyin around the loop If you want to smoke holla at me for the fruits If You want the Ikk's Holla At me for a Few I'm Standing over pots like ya momma cookin' food (Chorus) Trap Going Crazy Going Crazy Going Crazy This b**h Bunkin' Da Work Came Early On Thursday So Friday Im Gettin Money Checks Came Next Day On Saturday It's Pay Day The J's Commin' Sunday My Off Day, I Ball all Day, Smoke All Day, And Then Stuntin n***a Week End