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8 Bit Lyrics

[Hook]
Sometimes it's the craziness that helps to keep me sane
I don't even know half the shit inside my brain
And I've been on the road with my crew doing my thing
And now I got the stars in the middle of my aim, Bang Bang

[Verse]
Hold up middle finger, mister gave up on his major, mister underager rager, mister don't fuck with my paper, mister look I made the paper
Number One spotter on the blotter
Wake up in the morning like I need some fucking water
Take a sip and that shit definitely wasn't water

Spit, spit, spit it out, spit it out, what you holding back for
Take your princess and really show her Super Smash Bro
Asshole, I know, I just got a knack for, Spitting super hot shit like "I don't even rap doe"
What's crack-a-lackin', rappin', snappin', loud packin', stranger dappin', booty smackin', red jacket, modern Mike Jackson
High pitch laughing, half assin', never slippin' I got traction, never quittin' I got passion, damn irony's such a bastard
Keep it poppin'..... pop, pop, pop, pop...... Sorta like them candy rocks
Can't wait for the day my money gets longer than brandy's locks
Target of their shots, but yet they're swaggin' in my hand me downs
Had to hit Rap Genius up just so they'll understand me now
Took a risk and this the life that I chose to live
Laughing when they say that they're impressed cuz I ain't shown you shit, yet

[Hook]
Sometimes it's the craziness that helps to keep me sane
I don't even know half the shit inside my brain
And I've been on the road with my crew doing my thing
And now I got the stars in the middle of my aim, Bang Bang
(x2)
[Verse]
She's in Love, with this light skinned sinner with the stick figure, figure, half a rapper, half a singer, flow could've starred in the ringer
Went from eating TV dinners to, eating TV dinners and doing shows, I take a hit, then I pass like I'm going through a toll
And it's on.... yeah it's on, yeah it's on... yeah it's on, yeah it's on
Came up in the game like "Honey, I'm Home!"
Went up to my coach like "Fuck it I'm gone"
Now I'm in the bar like "Fuck, I'm gone.."
19 shouldn't even be in this bitch
Dissect a swisher put some weed in that bitch
Dick up and she's down put my seed in that bitch
Now I'm like shit.. mouth should be watched out with soap
So many hot lines don't know which bar to quote
Mad you slept on me now ain't you boy
But you're still a ho at heart like a bagel, boy!
Yeah, can I get that clap, can I get that hand clap?
Let me see you hit that Goudy, where my real fans at?!
Always out here with my homies, where's my fam at?
Hello world it feels great to be back, yap, yap
Said it feels great to be back
And this whole tape's just a reminder you ain't close to where I'm at

[Hook]
Sometimes it's the craziness that helps to keep me sane
I don't even know half the shit inside my brain
And I've been on the road with my crew doing my thing
And now I got the stars in the middle of my aim, Bang Bang

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