Songtext Drapetomania Chance The Rapper

Drapetomania

Back and bigger, I straight up told that pig, he can't make me do nothing but die
So much money, one pocket, it look like I pimp 'cause I limp and I lean to one side
One more time for the hood princess with the prettiest smile, sipping Henny on live
Big ol' booty, but some lil' ass panties, 'talkin' 'bout some Fenty, only sent me one size
I got a nine with no serial number, I call it playing hard to get
Got a Hi-Point I call hard to find, and a MK12 called hard to miss
Dressed for the club, ratchet on me, gotta have it on me like it's tatted on me
Bottle girls get too drunk in the club, get to kissing on me, get to grabbin' on me
Everybody crazy, so I play crazy, then don't nobody wanna play no more
She said, "Talk to me crazy," I said, "Lulluululu"
And she said, "Say no more"
She said, "Lift me up," lay her back, put her back on the bed, let me clutch on your hands
One more chance, put your face in the cat for an hour, do the Rush Hour dance

Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy (Dip, baby)

I met a bad bitch off Instagram
She catfished me, but I still went crazy
Nobody fucking with me, my age or older
I'ma be one of the greatest
Don't text me saying, "We gotta work," I don't really wanna talk
Fuck you, pay me
DThang said, "Don't hit, she dirty"
But it's too late, I already ate it
Now I gotta live with that, I said I was done but I'm back in the Raq
'Cause I just found out that my dog was a cat
Free all the opps and free all the guys
It's fuck all the pigs and kill all the rats
Nigga, my gat go rat-tat-tat
Nigga fat, nigga fall flat on his back
We'll turn a nigga to a baseball cap
These co-workers like crack cocaine
She can suck a mean dick, but ain't got no brain
Tap my fully and let her go stupid
Somebody down on me, no aim
Niggas is dying 'cause niggas is dying
These dumb ass folks still blaming the game
She keep telling me, "Make it rain"
I ain't got no cash, so I threw change
X's and O's, hoochies and hoes
You gotta live life like tic-tac-toe
No talking, come through click-clack-blow
You ducking and rolling all over the floor
Room full of shooters, I walked through the door
She aggy, please come get this ho
Make a bad bitch treat me like a king
Feed me grapes and kiss my toes, bitch

Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy (Dip, baby)

Tiffany Fein in a blue box
401K in a shoe box
My favorite rapper named Tupac
Loved 2
Pac 'cause he shot two cops
I got a 9mm called thug life
I got a new chain it say, "Fuck ICE"
The diamonds do go crazy, my girl say, "You so crazy"
The bullshit rules don't faze me
The bitches and hoes gon' love me, the niggas that's hoes gon' hate me
She said, "Lift me up," hit her back, when you back in the Raq, or I'm back in the Land
One more chance, put your face in the cat for an hour, do the Rush Hour dance

Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy, go crazy (Dip, baby, dip)
Go crazy (Dip, baby)