Crazy
Go head and act up
Gave you every opportunity to back up
Grab my mask and my strap it's a stand off
Pull up to the crib in that all black matte truck
You act up you wanna
Show out
Saw yo IG and you posted with that hoe now
Oh yeah she cute look like 21 no savage she
Be in my DM's not your girlfriend she a fan of me
No pictures please
Got me stressin and stressin and I'm not cool with it
Call us Bobby and Whitney I won't be cruel listen
I know I know I know you call it crazy
But I call it yo number one baby
C R A Z Y
Look me in my eyes
Not the one to try I
Show up to yo door step
Four knocks on yo door hit
Peekin through that hole quick
Told me I was yo whole world
Could flip it off like a light switch
Shoulda known from bein a Gemini
I'd get tired of being that nice bitch
Won't slice shit
Pop a tire I'll try it
Micheal Myers ignite it
Flip the story rewrite it
Make sure to record when I'm cryin
And we fightin
Lock you up for indictment
Wait hold on hold on
Let me stop
On yo mind ain't room for both of us
Let me air it out
Or call it Solomon
We'll fifty fifty share him now
I know you think I'm the crazy one
The one
My love for you just can't be touched
Touched
Got me stressin and stressin and I'm not cool with it
Call us Bobby and Whitney I won't be cruel listen
I know I know I know you call it crazy
But I call it yo number one baby
C R A Z Y
Look me in my eyes
Not the one to try I
Show up to yo door step
Four knocks on yo door hit
Peekin through that hole quick
Yeah yeah yeah
Gave you every opportunity to back up
Grab my mask and my strap it's a stand off
Pull up to the crib in that all black matte truck
You act up you wanna
Show out
Saw yo IG and you posted with that hoe now
Oh yeah she cute look like 21 no savage she
Be in my DM's not your girlfriend she a fan of me
No pictures please
Got me stressin and stressin and I'm not cool with it
Call us Bobby and Whitney I won't be cruel listen
I know I know I know you call it crazy
But I call it yo number one baby
C R A Z Y
Look me in my eyes
Not the one to try I
Show up to yo door step
Four knocks on yo door hit
Peekin through that hole quick
Told me I was yo whole world
Could flip it off like a light switch
Shoulda known from bein a Gemini
I'd get tired of being that nice bitch
Won't slice shit
Pop a tire I'll try it
Micheal Myers ignite it
Flip the story rewrite it
Make sure to record when I'm cryin
And we fightin
Lock you up for indictment
Wait hold on hold on
Let me stop
On yo mind ain't room for both of us
Let me air it out
Or call it Solomon
We'll fifty fifty share him now
I know you think I'm the crazy one
The one
My love for you just can't be touched
Touched
Got me stressin and stressin and I'm not cool with it
Call us Bobby and Whitney I won't be cruel listen
I know I know I know you call it crazy
But I call it yo number one baby
C R A Z Y
Look me in my eyes
Not the one to try I
Show up to yo door step
Four knocks on yo door hit
Peekin through that hole quick
Yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Kiara Hemsley
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