A$AP Twelvyy - Crazy Brazy lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Rocky] Woah, woah, yo Woah, woah, woah [Hook: A$AP Rocky & Key!] 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 be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy 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 on 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 [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] I don't want no conversation I don't need explanation Shoot with no hesitation They do it for a reputation They don't play me on the station Press 'em like detonation Want more jelly than a Mason Man I'm rocky like a caveman [Verse 2: Key!] We rock I'm a rockstar Try to cuff me like a cop car Try to play me like a popstar That's how you get not far [Verse 3: A$AP Rocky] All my cousins, n***as crazy All my bloods, n***as brazy Might just drop in on a Wednesday Been the sh** designer wavy [Verse 4: Key!] 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 Flocko, you on Flocka You got guns but won't pop 'em I send n***as to the doctor I don't care [Verse 5: A$AP Rocky] Sandman tan money bag, drag, slash bag man Baghdad land Talk back, get back slapped with a back hand Black man, black hand side Anti everything since Yams died In dodge van by NY No who, what, where, why, when [Hook: A$AP Rocky & Key!] 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 be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy 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 in your mouth Don't talk to me brazy Don't talk to me brazy Don't talk to me brazy Don't talk to me brazy [Verse 6: A$AP Twelvvy] Hundred thousand dollar nightmare If I wanna take a flight there Man f** it spend a life here Young thuggin is a night years Bicken Back Being Bool, baby Layin' back by the pool, baby Bumpin' [?] sh** too wavy Counting stacks sh** too brazy Walk around with a bag on me Walk around with a flag on me Bicken Back I got mad hoes Joey Fatts might blast for me Tote the tecs I got cash homie Take it back I got crack on me This and that got that on me Where you from? Where you at homie? [Hook: A$AP Rocky & Key!] 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 be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy Don't be talking to me crazy 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 in your mouth Don't talk to me brazy Don't talk to me brazy Don't talk to me brazy Don't talk to me brazy