Spazz NM Oliver boyz The grove and da stones She asked me what I’m doin I say not much Really talking to yo friend call dat dark trust Loud fill my lungs a nigga can’t breathe much pistol in my hand you know I’m gon squeeze right Females overseas hoes don’t seem right bitches on my mind A nigga can’t think right homies dead a nigga can’t sleep much when I think too much I end up smoking pack I’m throwing packs touches down like a quarterback get dat pack state to state like a runnin back set a pick wit dat stick he ain’t coming back if u niggas won’t sign me den u fuckin wack When I get da beat I’m gon fuckin spazz If a nigga want heat den I’m on yo ass Y’all know spazz imma head of da cash I’m in my bag imma head of da class I want a bag want my jewelry lookin like glass spazzzz I stay100 while bitches collecting pennies I want breakfast go back to dennys I’m real live not like the movies