Rich Homie Quan – Krazy (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

American rapper, Rich Homie Quan is back, this time with the music video for the new song titled “Krazy”.

Rich Homie Quan Krazy

Rich Homie Quan comes out with a new track called “Krazy” and it is a nice return to form for the artist. From the catchy melodies to the singable hook, Rich Homie Quan came through with an anthem that will be perfect in concert. It’s a song that fans are already praising in his comments on YouTube, which is definitely a good sign for the artist. Hopefully, he keeps coming with these kinds of tracks.

Rich Homie Quan – Krazy

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Lyrics

[Intro]
I been hearing them chatter quick
You know I been hearing the mumbling
Tell them nigga speak up though
I bet them niggas can’t do what I do
I bet them niggas can’t, you know what I’m saying, pop it how I pop it, Ayy

[Chorus]
Flip flops i just hit a bitch no condom
I been serving white boy, Adam, no jumper
Circle full of bosses everybody getting money
And we gone get a whole lot more of that this summer
Run it up ’til the money counter get done
Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb
Taking my little boy to school with a gun
Sad that I got to walk around with a gun
Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun
Shawty been sitting 10 months without a bond
If you want smoke nigga check on your lungs
Cause I ain’t never ever gave a fuck about nothing
For shit to get krazy you’n want for this shit to get krazy (Rich Homie)
Shit will get krazy, them young niggas ass gone go krazy (Hey)

[Verse]
All my niggas they pure, we don’t even walk around saying “we real”
I’m sad that my dawg just died, ’cause somebody gave my boy a fake pill
My young niggas ain’t got a job but I might hire them boys ’cause they kill (They do)
Percs don’t make me crazy if I take one Rich Homie on chill
I was in the AMG, doing 130, Ion need 7 bullets on me, need thirty
Alot of guns clean but a couple of ’em dirty
All my young niggas about to start purging
Shoulder strap on the choppa so it shood sturdy
Young nigga died another unsolver murder (Damn)
Had to put a rubber on my dick ’cause she fertile
Having chicken way before that nigga Colonel
Blue tip bullets gone burn ya
Stay out my business if the shit don’t concern you
The nigga you call big bro used to be a runner
Nigga talk slick bitch nigga get confronted
And I got some thick shit out of Dallas, Texas
Bitch redder than hi-tech (Double cup)
Getting money this shit a process (Yeah)
Still doing it for the projects (Quan, ayy)

[Chorus]
Flip flops i just hit a bitch no condom
I been serving white boy, Adam, no jumper
Circle full of bosses everybody getting money
And we gone get a whole lot more of that this summer
Run it up ’til the money counter get done
Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb
Taking my little boy to school with a gun
Sad that I got to walk around with a gun
Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun
Shawty been sitting 10 months without a bond
If you want smoke nigga check on your lungs
Cause I ain’t never ever gave a fuck about nothing
For shit to get krazy you’n want for this shit to get krazy (Rich Homie)
Shit will get krazy, them young niggas ass gone go krazy