Lil Wayne – Krazy Lyrics

Krazy

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"Krazy." - Lil Wayne

Monday, 26 October 2026, 02:23 pm

Album: Krazy - Single

Track No: 01

Tell me something I don't know
I'm flexing on 'em like torsos
These **** slipping like bar soap
These **** listening, use Morse code
Boy, **** sipping like parched throat
Eh-eh-eh-em, excuse me
These **** talking that beef shit?
We'll check into it like the room is cheap
And all we sell is the greatest feeling on Earth
They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork
Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I gotta prove it in court
Live fast, die young, and leave a beautiful corpse
Yes, Lord
My **** ordered like twenty bricks
I sent five bricks with four chicks
Riding with these guns, that's carpooling
Bought extra clips when I dove in
Miss Snow White, we snowed in
**** miss me with that ho 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
My bullshit 'cause I'll 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 ****, I owe him
Yeah, I got my mind right and my money right
My head on my shoulders
And my eyesight a lil blurry, but
It stayin' on my quarter
And we find out mom's address
And your head get mailed over
****, you make that bed, you lay in that bed
Or get that bitch made over
Tunechi
You so krazy
Tunechi
You so krazy
Bitch
I know
They say, Tunechi
You so krazy
Bitch
Uh, tell me something I don't know
I'll tell you something I do know
Like money, drugs, bitches, guns
**** call me Mucho
Got witches all in my broom closet
Got lil killers in Chuco
We'll find out your business hours
And pop up like new toast
Like danger taste like glucose
My shadow don't get two close
To that new **** with my old hoes
Kudos
For my **** on Rikers Island
Back there playing Uno
Getting swole like Popeye
For **** walking round like Bruno
I'm in the bed with a duo
Laid up like two points
AK to your face
Knock 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
****, you krazy
You so krazy
Tunechi
These hoes made me
****, tell me something I don't know
Like where the fuck did my heart go?
And show me something I haven't seen
And give me what help Martin sleep
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 verses 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 **** sweeter than nectarines and grenadine
You so krazy
Tunechi
You so krazy
Bitch
I know
They say, Tunechi
You so krazy
Bitch
Tell me something I don't know
Like what happened to hardcore?
You could call me Eddy 'cause I stayed 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 cornrows
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 micromanage
I'm just eating rappers, they go nice with salad
With some diced up carrots, I just like a challenge
Psychopathic, so psychopathic
**** give me credit on my balance
Lil Tunechi

Writer(s): Lil Wayne & Marco Rodriguez-Diaz.

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