GO CRAZY

[Intro: Martin Luther King Jr.]

I have a dream

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]

Throw the wrong fingers up, pistols getting finger fucked

Nigga try to act tough, hit him with the Mac Truck

Body bag, zip him up, 40 clip, rip him up

Other side, they ain't tough, our side fuck it up

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]

Niggas my gang, when the thing go bang

Roll the window down, let me do my thang

I go insane, hit him in his brain, that boy a stain

Y'ada niggas bluff, y'all niggas ain't tough

I know some Bloods, they wet you up

That's just because, boy, fuck you thought?

Nigga, my hands don't talk, nigga, my bite don't bark

Fuck you thought? Nigga, you ain't no star

You slide up, get lock jawed

I came to the block, I paid for the Glock

Gunshot, gunshot, one time, one time

I paid for the rocks, I stuffed the socks

One sale, one sale, top notch, top notch

I run up on nigga, go ape a nigga

No face, no trace, no case on nigga

Black switchblade to the face of a nigga

Never ever will I catch a fade from a nigga

Boy, fuck you thought? My squad go crazy

Try and put us in cages, can't contain us

My block go crazy, my squad go crazy (Squad)

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]

Throw the wrong fingers up, pistols getting finger fucked

Nigga try to act tough, hit him with the Mac Truck

Body bag, zip him up, 40 clip, rip him up

Other side, they ain't tough, our side fuck it up

[Verse 2: Hudson Flo]

But I got that juice (Huh?), and I got that sauce (Huh?)

My squad go crazy, ain't scared to shoot (Boom!)

What the fuck you thought? (What?)

If you on that stoop, you droppin' Ks (Ah)

And you take a loss, let me call my troops

Oh, you think you warrin'? (What?)

We'll take you off, yeah, them things get tossed (Rrah)

Catch me I'm whipping, I'm spinning the block

Catch him in the shoulder, I'm spinning an opp (Let's get it)

Nowadays we sinning a lot

Prolly why my gang winning the pot (Uh-huh)

Gotta take risks, you know they say crime pays

I'm trying to paid like nine ways and I'll find ways

When it's time it's time, can't time fade (Nope)

But I gotta keep moving (What?)

These boys steady looking close while I'm looking for 'em

Pull up on the block (Woo!)

Hop out at the bodega, they lookin' hard

I'm looking fly like I took their card (Uh-huh)

Hopped out, then they took it all, but none of my shit

Only thing he took was a clip that he took at heart (Damn)

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]

Throw the wrong fingers up, pistols getting finger fucked

Nigga try to act tough, hit him with the Mac Truck

Body bag, zip him up, 40 clip, rip him up

Other side, they ain't tough, our side fuck it up