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A$AP Mob feat. Key! – Crazy Brazy (Music Audio)

A$AP Mob feat. A$AP Twelvyy, A$AP Rocky and Key! performing Crazy Brazy (Music Audio 2016) 

Versuri (lyrics)  Crazy Brazy 

Woah, woah, yo 
Woah, woah, woah 

I got a lot on my head 
Gucci rag tἰed on my head 
Put a red dot on your head 
I put that guap on your head  
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy.. 
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy.. 
I got a lot on my mind 
I put that guap on my mind 
I got a lot on my mind 
I put that nine to your mind  
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy.. 
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..

I don’t want no conversation 
I don’t need explanation 
Shoot with no hesitation 
They do it for a reputation 
They don’t play me on the station  
Press ’em like detonation 
Want more jelly than a Mason 
Man I’m rocky like a caveman 
We rock I’m a rockstar 
Try to cuff me like a cop car
Try to play me like a popstar 
That’s how you get not far 
All my cus, ni*gas crazy 
All my bloods, ni*gas brazy 
Might just drop in on a Wednesday 
Been the shit designer wavy 
Don’t talk back, just give me face  
I got nines on my waist 
Hide them lines in the place 
I don’t care 
I’m with Flacko, you on flakka
You got guns but won’t pop ’em
I send ni*gas to the doctor
I don’t care
Sandman tan money bag, drag, slash bag man
Baghdad land
Talk back, get back slapped with a back hand
Black man, black hand side
Anti everything since Yams died
In dodge van by NY
No who, what, where, why, when

I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..

Hundred thousand dollar nightmare
If I wanna take a flight there
Man f*ck it spend a life here
Young thuggin is a night years
Bicken Back Being Bool, baby
Layin’ back by the pool, baby
Bumpin’ that shit too wavy
Counting stacks shit too brazy
Walk around with a bag on me
Walk around with a flag on me
Bickin back I got mad homies
Joey Fatts might blast for me
Tote the tecs I got cash homie
Take it back I got crack on me
This and that got that on me
Where you from..
Where you at homie..

I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mἰnd
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy..
Don’t talk to me brazy.. don’t talk to me brazy…