Trap Goin' Crazy Lyrics

Flex, s**, Drugs an money , Cars , clothes & plenty of women , i got all ah that x2

Verse :
Can I tell the truth, young juice the truth YUP! , Richie woo an flocka too(richie woo and wocka flacka) so if ya wanna test my crew STEP now by yo self boy you gone need HELP Desert eagle under my BELT Mac 90 double clip or FLARE so icey all about our WEALTH gucci mane i sign myself yo swag is kinda STALE Sick flow i need ah ginger ALE undercover i think you are TWELVE long way gucci cool as HELL before i had ah job i had ah SCALE

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Verse 2 :
Im so icey my time piece is like WOW bling blow burr gucci mane ooh child, million worth of jewerly on real wow (bite down) im so turnt up drumma boy turn me down i think i see the clouds fareal im on ah jet now phantom 26's junkies please wipe it down backseat of the phantom, me an wocka have a pound flier than a eagle no im higher than ah owl birthday bash i might jump off in the crowd Gucci crew wild would y'all please cut me down calm down baby thats why i style girls go wild on our tour bus now

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Verse 3 :

Bread squad 1017 i here, walk off in club an the fine women cheer diamonds in my ear yeah they crystal clear, money out the rear engine in the rear i wish my dip could see me here, put down like she was here 15 diamond chains on got yo girlfriend sayin burr 7 ??????
250,000 homegirl thats my truck 60 bricks yeah thats my plug east atlanta where im from college degree jus like ah ?
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