Lil Duke - Go Crazy lyrics

[Intro] I be rollin round with hot heads And dey don't f** around with that opp sh** Hit yo block b**h with the Glocks b**h Run up on his a** with the mop stick That's a clip fulla dat hot sh** Scratch his name of the hitlist Got the red beam on a mean thing Make sure I don't miss sh** [Verse 1: Young Gino] Middle finger to my old homies I'm an opp to an Opp so I gotta keep a pole on me All these new n***as who the f** is you I don't Know homie, Smokin dead n***as you can f** Around and smell the souls on me Youll die if you put your nose on me Only f** with real n***as Talkin bout real k**as Who will never eva eva fold on me n***as actin like they real f**in gangsta On social media But we already know you told homie I'm a dayday boy so know I got a roll on me See a b**h and I know she gon go for me Shooters in the cut and I know they'll blow for me If you disrespect row we'll smoke buddy [?] n***a never try to smoke buddy Pour an eighth of the lean and its so muddy Face shot head shot leave your face bloody Can't see him closed casket cause his face chubby My n***as they savage won't say nothin My n***as they hungry we ain't ate nothin Call neezy up Yeh he'll shake somethin Opps said they gon k** him but they stay stuntin Every time we hit they block man they stay runnin Everytime we hit they block man they stay runnin [Verse 2: Lil Duke] Ain't no lackin in the field keep a pole on me He a p**y he a b**h how I (ex)pose homies Got a thirty and a Mac with a roll on me And this thirty that I got it'll fold homie I smoke a n***a a** like bb See a lotta opp n***as wanna be me In the trap with the guys smoking high C Or I might be smoking pappy f** Dirt, f** red, f** timo Opp n***as they be givin out info 2 cups got stretched like a limo Sneak dissin get you gone like Henno Pull up do a hit out the vino Head shot get you gone like keyoh G-40 drop a n***a like a PO Opp n***a catchin bullets like TO [Verse 3: Young Gino/Lil Duke] Got shooters in the field like KD I'm from the pole where it cold like a AC I Know a lotta opp n***as wanna k** me Ain't no lackin in the field Keep a 30 Headshot get him gone in a hurry Renegade we ain't got no worrys Catch a opp hit a block where he lurking Headshot put his brain on his jersey You can get the whole clip we ain't stingy Lil Duke gone squeeze it till its empty Gino off the flats and the Remy We be wildin doing hits with the semi Got a 30 shot stuffed in the Fendi Catch a f** n***a tryna come end me Why u mad cause I'm dayday world b**h [?]n***a won't come through renegade city