Krazy Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Tell me somethin' I don't know 

I'm flexin' on 'em like torsos 

These niggas slippin' like bar soap 

These niggas listenin', use Morse code 

Boy a nigga sippin' like hoarse throat 

Excuse me 

These niggas talkin' that beef shit 

We'll check into it like the room cheap 

And all we sell is the greatest feelin' on Earth 

They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork 

Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I got to prove it in court 

Live fast die young and leave a beautiful corpse, yes Lord 

My nigga order like twenty bricks, I said five bricks with four chicks 

Ridin' with these guns that's carpoolin', bought extra clips when I dove in 

Miss Snow white we snowed in, nigga miss me with that whole shit 

Kill all rats, I toast to that, and watch everybody I toast with 

Kill everybody you close with, Just don't stick your nose in 

My bullshit cause I close it like a clothespin 

The people that I rolls with will leave holes in what you drove in 

If anyone in that car live, you tell that nigga I owe him 

Yeah, I got my mind right, and my money right, my head on my shoulder 

And my eyesight a lil' blurry but it stand on my corner 

And we find out moms address and your head get mailed over 

Nigga you make that bed you lay in that bed 

Or get that bitch made over 

Tunechi 

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You so cray, Tunechi 

You so cray, bitch 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

I know, I know, I know, I know 

They say Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi 

You so cray, bitch 

Tell me something I don't know, I'll tell you something I do know 

Like money guns bitches drugs, niggas call me mucho 

Got witches all in my broom closet, got little killers in Juko 

We'll find out your business hours and pop up like nucho 

Like danger taste like glucose, my shadow don't get too close 

To that new nigga with my old hoes--kudos 

For my niggas on Rikers Island back there playing Uno 

Getting swole like popeye for niggas walking around like Bruno 

I'm in the bed with a duo, laid up like two points 

A.K to your face, not half off like coupons 

Too cool for school but I sold cool points to school boys 

Tell the cops we don't name drop that's like dropping newborns 

Nigga you crazy 

Photos 

You so crazy, Tunechi 

These hoes made 

Nigga tell me somethin' I don't know 

Like where the fuck did my heart go, and show me something I haven't seen 

And tell me what Martin seen, on the same night he had a dream 

And take me to where I've never been, but not to where I'll never be 

And I ain't never scared but I'm scared of me, me versus me I need a referee 

Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy 

Fuck deputies big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned 

To trafficking from peddling like everything from amphetamines to medicine 

These niggas sweeter than Nectarines and Grenadine 

Tell me something I don't know, like what happened to hard coke 

You can call me Eddy cause I stay ready, my family call me Eduardo 

I'm music to these bitches ears I hit that ass like the wrong note 

My bitch bad with corn rows with boots on in farm clothes 

You can find me prancing in the finest mansion with the finest dancer with a height advantage 

She want cocaine pills and weed, liquor and dick she gotta micro manage 

I'm just eating rappers they go nice in salads with some diced up carrots 

I just like a challenge, psychopathic I'm psychopathic 

Nigga give me credit on my balance 

Tunechi 

(And I bump my head when I stand up)