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letra de up crazy! - midnyte ca$

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up crazy! lyrics
[intro: midnyte ca$]

i get bored with these b-tches
yeah, aye

[chorus: midnyte ca$]

i don’t got no love, for non of these n—as
came up, from the mud b-tch i ain’t no scrub
like back back, you can’t drink my liquor
spending all this money
when you die can’t take it with you
livin’ in a matrix
so i just stay to myself
they on some fake sh-t
i need a four in my cup or i can’t taste sh-t
i get bored with these b-tches they to basic
b-tch i’m up crazy

[verse 1: midnyte ca$]

my dawg brito told me “go ahead and spaz on em”
spinning in a slingshot, i just paid cash for it
woke up with a bad b-tch, she got a lil ass on her
get all the money i get all the bags
told the b-tch “skibidi bop on it”
peelin’ the top like a toupée
no cap, i’m in the bruce wayne
sippin henny, ran out of d’usse
no deal cause i’m too paid
hold up, wait a minute! i think i’m too saucy
get these n—as off me
better not run up on me
i’m that boy in the field like i’m odell
you want the juice, but your name is ringing no bells
break it off with the b-tch now its ” oh well”
he got a gun, but that boy ain’t bussin’ no sh-lls
[chorus: midnyte ca$]

i don’t got no love, for non of these n—as
came up, from the mud b-tch i ain’t no scrub
like back back, you can’t drink my liquor
spending all this money
when you die can’t take it with you
livin’ in a matrix
so i just stay to myself
they on some fake sh-t
i need a four in my cup or i can’t taste sh-t
i get bored with these b-tches they to basic
b-tch i’m up crazy

[verse 2: matt fuze]

stayin’ to myself foreal, yeah i’m foreal
on the adderall no perky pill, perky pill yeah
off-white, just caused a spill (off white!)
i can’t be lovin’ these b-tches they steal
got a bad b-tch and she straight out the hills
got her singing for me like adele
we on rodeo, might just blow a mill
how im so up but ain’t signed me a deal
i fell in love then forgot how to feel
came with a smith’n , might shoot with no will
drip on my kasubi sh-t (yeah)
i just do me don’t you come around with that knew me sh-t (yeah)
say it’s smoke, we might just roll him in a backwood
i ain’t smokin on no op cause all my pack good
and we really came from sh-t so all my facts good
and they really k!lling sh-t so we stay strapped up, yeah
[chorus: midnyte ca$]

i don’t got no love, for non of these n—as
came up, from the mud b-tch i ain’t no scrub
like back back, you can’t drink my liquor
spending all this money
when you die can’t take it with you
livin’ in a matrix
so i just stay to myself
they on some fake sh-t
i need a four in my cup or i can’t taste sh-t
i get bored with these b-tches they to basic
b-tch i’m up crazy

- midnyte ca

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