Live From 1710 Dro, fuck with me! (C Gutta!) Yeah Live from the 504 It's Mr. Crazy Flow, jumping like a bungee, no rope Even in the dungeon I glow, even if it ain't sunny I glow If it ain't about money I go... nowhere—I'm nailed to the floor Money controls where I go, it is the sail to my boat And it's going down, it's going down like there's a whale in the boat See, you can smell that I smoke, and yep, I sip that lean You hit me with that combination, it make my eyes bleed I'm a shark in the water, yep, I swim with the big So I don't have time to deal with "Willie the Squid" L—L—Lilypad niggas, l—l—look at the monster Y—Y—You don't want to crash, like "La-La-La Bamba" See it's me, Ronnie, and Terry, and my new drop is berry Watermelon, plum, just call it "fruit punch" I'm an old rapper, getting new bucks And all you new rappers, you're just new lunch Flow sick, so sick, need a doc, yes A creature, monster, like the Loch Ness I gets hotter by the tock, before I sizzle to death I just tell the clock, "Gimme a sec" In the middle of the war, where my enemy at? I'm running this bitch, like Eric Bieniemy back 'Cause every time I hit a track, I'm like an energy pack The instruments are crying out, "Where the sympathy at?" Yeah, if you're betting money, baby, him'll be back Whatever legends look like, bitch, I'm finna be that I walked right in hip-hop, like "Where my dinner be at?" I ate that, and I was like, "Where my dinner be at?" I hate that women lie, so I lie to them back Got two bitches in my pants, quiet, neither them that A lot of bitches want dick, I give a lot of them that Let's do a pill, I can fuck you for an hour with that And to the kids, drugs kill—I'm acknowledging that But when I'm on the drugs I don't have a problem with that And my niggas got guns the size of toddlers, bitch And we're aiming right at your fucking collar, bitch—pow!