Video Lunatic de Aidan Producer 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aidan Producer - Lunatic Lyrics

Verse 1 [Benji]
Lunatic, lunatic, how ‘bout you hop off my dick?
Hold up let me spit real quick
Flow sick call me lunatic
Who’s that chick you riding with?
She always sees me every shift
Writing while I take a sip
Cough syrup I’m feeling sick
Sick of sitting at the circus
All these clowns make me nervous
Fuck around, make a purchase
Own this town, I deserve it
You ain’t earn it, yeah you heard it
Make that money then I burn it
Never curved us, got full service, now she on curb taking her bus

Chorus [Benji]
I pick up my chick and we dip
She catching these feelings real quick
You and your crew want a sip, but you don’t really fit in our clique
They say I’m a lunatic
This beat go stupid, go sick
Your girl wanna be on my hip, but nah I don’t mess with side chicks

Verse 2 [Benji]
If you got shooters they missed
Make me pissed you’ll cease to exist
You and every other rapper, yeah you’re just like left and right Twix
We, we taste like the rainbow
You, you all sound the same though
Rapping ‘bout money and drugs, have your momma a hug
You, how big is your brain though?
Verse 3 [Nuqui]
Shawty looking like a painted, picture
Pablo Picasso when I paint my bars
Bonnie and Clyde yeah we’re in a palace
Parading my girl cus it’s cuffing season
Speakin’ of chicks, mines a fucking model
Making money moves missing all the drama
Drawing up plays like I’m Jimmy Butler
Bye bye to the bible cus what about bis?
But back to the positive cus that’s what we need
Not a problem for me cus I’m with my guys
Guilty I’d plea if the charge is life
Living up nights like tomorrow can’t come
Cus Carti our anthem so we can’t be stopped
Studying Swae so I learn how to swang
Switch up the flow but keep the same key
Curing my boredom by dropping some seeds
Tryna spice up your lives, so it ain’t like black tea
Funding our life to be sweeter than honey
Young and naive but hungry like Winnie
Smiling and grinning just tryna be funny
Gotta have friends it don’t matter how many
All of these girls much sweeter than Henny both
Mess with your mental, and yeah we got plenty
(Gra-ta-ta-ta-ta) Go off like a semi
Chorus [Benji]
I pick up my chick and we dip
She catching these feelings real quick
You and your crew want a sip, but you don’t really fit in our clique
They say I’m a lunatic
This beat go stupid, go sick
Your girl wanna be on my hip, but nah I don’t mess with side chicks