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goin' loco - shy glizzy lyrics

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[intro]
(geraldo liive on the track)

[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f*ck with n*ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread

[verse 1]
yeah, you can hear my car when i put that b*tch in park
i’m forever going hard and i put that sh*t on god
and when we shoot these guns, they sound like atomic bombs
they be like, “what the f*ck? ain’t knew he had a grammy nom'”
i stay away from suckers, all i hang around is k!llers
we get in lots of trouble, told my b*tch we late for dinner
she was f*ckin’ with a loser, told her come f*ck with a winner
i’m ridin’ with that ruger, with them five*point*sevens in it
b*tch, my diamonds dancin’ like they listening to future
my granny died from cancer, i’m still smokin’ like i’m stupid
b*tch, i’m always good ’cause i’m related to them shooters
richest n*gga in my hood, they treat me just like mansa musa

[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f*ck with n*ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread
i got a lot of mils, you should see the way they tread
b*tch asked me pay her bills, i told her, “f*ck up out my bed”
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, i might make some n*ggas scared
[verse 2]
just had a ménage with two b*tches, look like nicki
i got an ar and the bottom got a fifty
i just bought a black escalade and named it biggie
guess how much that i spent today? i think ’bout sixty
got a bad b*tch, she from harlem, try me, she up for a fight
and i gotta wear cargos ’cause my pockets never light
don’t act like it’s a shocker ’cause i sell pounds day and night
they should call me bob barker ’cause you know the price is right
and that ain’t really your b*tch, she gave me head the other night
i’m locked in with my asian hoes, sell that china white
oh my god, she a thick little b*tch, yeah, that’s my type
soon as i whipped out my d*ck, she told me she afraid of heights, ayy

[bridge]
n*ggas only good as they last song
all these fake*ass n*ggas, they ain’t gon’ last long
yeah, n*ggas be tell on they dog, but they ain’t gon’ blast, dog
i’m on them, hold my glock like savage, yeah, my man hung

[chorus]
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, wanna see some people dead
i wake up and pray every day, i don’t go to the feds
i can’t f*ck with n*ggas anyway, i’m countin’ up this bread
i got a lot of mils, you should see the way they tread
b*tch asked me pay her bills, i told her, “f*ck up out my bed”
i’m over my head, dog, i’m over my head
i been going loco, i might make some n*ggas scared (ayy)

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