LeStudMuffin

Lyrics

[Intro: Frank & April] He's fucking insane! Do you know what the definition of insanity is? No! Do you? Yes! It's the inability to relate to another human being. It's the inability to love Hahahahahahahahahaha April? April! April! Oh Frank, you really are a wonderful talker! If black could be made into white by talking, you'd be the man for the job! [Verse 1: JID] Savage, hard-head living, huh Devil on my shoulder, I can't see him, I just feel him, huh God is my witness, focus vision, keep a distance, huh Dream motion living, being broke got me livid, huh Bitches after bitches, huh, all my niggas 2Pac Speaking revolution or that shit that might get you shot, huh Threatened like I'm Biggie, huh Kicking like I'm Ong Bak Bitches love Jid 'cause I got three legs and two socks [Chorus: Curtis Williams] I smoke more than I eat Drink more than I sleep I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup? Is you freaky? I smoke more than I eat Drink more than I sleep I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup? Is you freaky? I smoke more than I eat Drink more than I sleep I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup? Is you freaky? I smoke more than I eat (you so crazy, you so crazy, you so crazy) Drink more than I sleep I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup? Is you freaky? [Verse 2: JID] Savages, let's get back to business I was bumping Webbie, webbing through what's in his vision Realize the image, was nothing like myself Became something different, I ain't nothing like no one else Funny I would say that, sorry that you didn't Sorry woman, sorry nigga, I feel sorry for your kiddies I can't keep it artificial I official, all the whistles I won't even argue with you I'm so high, it's all medicinal Imma get you high Pull up on a lones and it get you shot Talk a little shit brrr pop pop Still called your nigga like Jid Joe Pa, but is Jid Joe Pa Yeah no naw I just fuck, I hit no raw Them talk slick, I twist your jaw No boys on leash don't tempt no dog All I gotta do is let 'em off the wrist though 10 4 niggas shooting from the hip so Shut eye I can shoot 'em from a disco Niggas shooting on the blitz tho Touchdown, had to throw the ball to Christo Nigga had to get ghost Me talking shit, broke, pissed and paranoid I'm grabbing on my pistol My bull in a dismal state for dismissal I dipped my dick in gold girl who sent you? Tell my dick don't get too hard, we out in public being stars I would just take you to my whip Fucked a bitch, flipped a car Ridin slab, sipping bar I heard it from a G before, I always knew I'd be a star Had to talk, me and God Told me there was two types of people, me and yall Sorry I ain't seeing y'all, it's gonna take like 33 of y'all 45s at 4-5 am, no I ain't sleep at all Ask me why I go so hard Ask me why my flow so hard I ain't tripping, I just ask them niggas what team they going for [Outro] Frank: What the hell are you doing in my house if you hate me so much! Why the hell are you married to me? What the hell are you doing carrying my child? I mean, why didn't you just get rid of it when you had the chance? Because listen to me. Listen I got news for you. I wish to God you had!