Wonya Love - sh** Cray lyrics

[Intro: Vante] Ballin' so hard these boys.. Ain't no telling what we do.. The reality is different for us.. Kind of like that Louisville situation.. [Verse 1: DOAdrian] DOA, V3 All these f** n***as really wanna be me Make yo girl wet her panties when she see me This sh** a bad dad, that's a dead beat When we team up, that's a show stopper We really that sick, someone tell the doctors The way we 'bout to snatch your girl, we should climb buildings and swat down helicopters We Lex'd Up, next up f** n***a get your checks up I don't really ever get to f**ing flex much Anybody hating get hit with the tech, bruh Said I do things, I do things I'mma ride around and get it like I'm 2 Chainz Man, f** a hater, I'm snapping on these n***as like Kevin Ware at that Duke game I'mma f** around and take your boo-thang I'mma put you in the skies like Bruce Wayne That's a Dark Knight like Michael This sh** is crazy, Psycho So why these n***as mad at me? I'll splatter their anatomy And leave them dead in 4 bars like a cell phone battery I'll turn you to a casualty and walk away casually And say "That's what happens when you n***as try to battle me" [Verse 2: Ozone] Ciroc all in my system That's DOA, you can't miss him Got a rollie on, give me distance Ball so hard like the Pistons Got a Jesus piece cause I'm a christian I'm fired up with no vision Shoot movie clips, that Mals Vision Chain lighting up like it's Christmas We dressed up in that all black Vicious 3 on my ball cap Like Lebron's lining, please fall back We taking off just like a jetpack Hold up, hold up, they told me to get it, I told 'em I got it Hold up, hold up, I'm whippin' and workin', I'm staring a riot Hold up, hold up, Whatever you want, it's all in my closet [Verse 3: EJ] Ballin' for a minute, ballin' for a minute So much money that the women all up in it You original, playa'.. weeeelll, I'm authentic Take your money, take your women.. weeeelll, if you got any Change a penny to a dollar and a fifty Kick rocks n***a, I got plenty Yeah, I'm in love with music call me Radio I'm banging V3 in my new stereo Tell me what place the scenario Wear overalls, super mario White-black rims, paint it Oreo [Verse 4: Vante] If I ain't ready for anything, I'm ready for pressure Got techs at the door, if you ready for some more, if she got a pretty face, I'mma [?] her My clique is over your clique, don't be too nice to my haters That's why you know I'm the shh, your girl keeps riding on it Silly rappers, tricks are for kids I'm so retarded, I'm stupid, i keep it real, never change I'm old school, sittin' on 30's, we switchin', switchin' these lanes My crew is going insane Dropped that Lex Talionis now we all up in they brains Let's go..