Trap Goin Crazy Gucci Mane

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[Chorus]
Trap going crazy, going crazy
Going crazy, this bitch bunking
The work came early, on Thursday
So Friday, I'm gettin' money
Checks came next day, on Saturday
It's payday, the J's coming
Sunday my off day, I ball all day
I smoke all day, then big stuntin' every weekend

[Verse 1]
Atlanta, twist ya fingers up, bangin' like a center
My diamond necklace swingin' like a thrilla in Manila
Index look like Christmas, pinky cold as winter
See the frozen crystals when I hit the cigarillo
Remember, I'm a genius, not like Washington and wizards
Not from Pittsburgh, PA, but your girl on my pestila
In my red Ferrari, sittin' on spinners, tinted windows
Blinkin' like a blinker, on the seats are my initials
Prolly seeking, you can see me with these Puerto Ricans in bikini
It feel like I'm cheating 'cause I'm trick or treating
Sittin' on skinnies in my Lamborghini while you dream of genie
As I'm leaning and the carats gleaming and the sun is beaming
Gucci

[Chorus]
Trap going crazy, going crazy
Going crazy, this bitch bunking
The work came early, on Thursday
So Friday, I'm gettin' money
Checks came next day, on Saturday
It's payday, the J's coming
Sunday my off day, I ball all day
I smoke all day, then big stuntin' every weekend

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