Goin' Crazy

Okay let me start this shit off right by sayin'
Fuck you
Yep, fuck you
That's right, fuck you
Said it three times so I meant it bitch (yep)
Not even in these rhymes you can get this dick (uh uh)
Cuz all I see is diamonds in the, in the club
Might need my meds (yep) I'ma sick pup
Please get out my head bitch (ugh) I give up
You can still see my head (yep) in a big truck
(Haha)
Alright Grif, Woah
Quit messin' around yo
Just wanna let you know I'm the best at this hoe
I might be a little off the deep end ya know
But that's why (what) I got the weed smoke to blow
Two hundred somethin' people at the first fuckin' show
And I barely even (barely even) promoted that shit tho
Been doin' some things that y'all don't even know
I'ma crazy motherfucker bringin' y'all for the show

Any time I feel insane I pick the fuckin' pen up
Voices in my brain tellin me Griffin get 'em
So then I make it rain inside the booth spit my venom
Feelin like I'm Wayne I'm the truth man and then some
Ya girl just gave me brain in this suit Gucci denim
Got her pullin' on my chain I'm like ooh baby gentle
This thing ain't no rental
This is gold not metal
She like oh I'll be careful
It's okay you didn't know
I'm just sayin bitch ya know
Back to basics here we go
Mr. Maniac's flow is pretty fuckin' dope shit
Bustin' through the door hinge
Oh you're comin, Ahh shit
Man I fuckin told you this
I ain't bluffin' no tricks
Bitch I gotta cold wrist
Yeah you know what time it is
Time to get the dough rich
Shit I get no rest
See me runnin' toe tips
Yeah you better note this
Stayin' so focused
I ain't cuffin' no bitch cuz