Go Crazy
I'm just a young nigga
Mindin' my own business
Yeah
Nigga the flow tighter than a virgin, ho I be murkin'
The kicks cleaner than detergent, yo bitch be workin'
God Damn I'm broke allergic, I hate that
Wrist rockier that A$AP, 8 stacks
I made that off rap nigga, that was last week
I went to Stroker's and I threw that at some ass cheeks
These rappers pussy all they missin' is the Maxi
I need a bitch with Banks like Ashley tell her cash me
Actually, I think I got my mojo back
Hoes screamin' like 2Pac back
Got the roof cocked back, lettin' my hair blow
The day you seein' me, that'll be a miracle
I'm very cold like brrrrr
Heat it up one time
Gold teeth blingin' bitches thinkin' it's sunshine
Heartbreakers everyday I'm in a new time zone
If I'm reppin' money, I'm a need like 5 songs
I'm a get it in go crazy
I'm a get it in go crazy
I'm a get it in go crazy
I'm a get it in go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
You know you fuckin' with the dopest
Got money on my mind stay focused
Kushed up so you know what I'm smokin' on
Cookie like the oven on headed to the provalone
I get love every where I go boy
Hit the strip club bitches on that pole boy
They know they roll boy
Come out the Riches but they sell that O boy
The sauce like soy boy
I roll this weed up
Retro Jordans when I kick my feet up
Young boss ass nigga do it for my people
You niggas fall short I ain't got no equal
I blow like C4, MOB shit
Murkin' all these niggas on my COD shit
Been a secret weapon on some solo key shit
Gold chain, gold watch match my gold teeth bitch
And y'all can't see this
If you hatin' nigga stop it
When them Wiz Khalifa tracks drop nigga then I'm a cop em
My steez killin' you know I'm in somethin' proper
And I don't believe everything I heart cause niggas be jawsin'
So much Heat it's like Miami in my closet
And you can call it whatever you want it's the takeover
The reason I started rappin' really was skateboardin'
And that's where I got my steez you niggas could hate on it
But that ain't fin to do shit, prolly in some new shit
With my big brothers and they run to Dave's Music
I never let em play me, the hoes choose cause a nigga so wavy
I just tell a ho pay me
Shop at New York you shop at Old Navy
And when you see a nigga like me you go crazy
Yeah shop at New York you shop at Old Navy
And when you see a nigga like me you go crazy
Mindin' my own business
Yeah
Nigga the flow tighter than a virgin, ho I be murkin'
The kicks cleaner than detergent, yo bitch be workin'
God Damn I'm broke allergic, I hate that
Wrist rockier that A$AP, 8 stacks
I made that off rap nigga, that was last week
I went to Stroker's and I threw that at some ass cheeks
These rappers pussy all they missin' is the Maxi
I need a bitch with Banks like Ashley tell her cash me
Actually, I think I got my mojo back
Hoes screamin' like 2Pac back
Got the roof cocked back, lettin' my hair blow
The day you seein' me, that'll be a miracle
I'm very cold like brrrrr
Heat it up one time
Gold teeth blingin' bitches thinkin' it's sunshine
Heartbreakers everyday I'm in a new time zone
If I'm reppin' money, I'm a need like 5 songs
I'm a get it in go crazy
I'm a get it in go crazy
I'm a get it in go crazy
I'm a get it in go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
Crazy, go crazy, go crazy
You know you fuckin' with the dopest
Got money on my mind stay focused
Kushed up so you know what I'm smokin' on
Cookie like the oven on headed to the provalone
I get love every where I go boy
Hit the strip club bitches on that pole boy
They know they roll boy
Come out the Riches but they sell that O boy
The sauce like soy boy
I roll this weed up
Retro Jordans when I kick my feet up
Young boss ass nigga do it for my people
You niggas fall short I ain't got no equal
I blow like C4, MOB shit
Murkin' all these niggas on my COD shit
Been a secret weapon on some solo key shit
Gold chain, gold watch match my gold teeth bitch
And y'all can't see this
If you hatin' nigga stop it
When them Wiz Khalifa tracks drop nigga then I'm a cop em
My steez killin' you know I'm in somethin' proper
And I don't believe everything I heart cause niggas be jawsin'
So much Heat it's like Miami in my closet
And you can call it whatever you want it's the takeover
The reason I started rappin' really was skateboardin'
And that's where I got my steez you niggas could hate on it
But that ain't fin to do shit, prolly in some new shit
With my big brothers and they run to Dave's Music
I never let em play me, the hoes choose cause a nigga so wavy
I just tell a ho pay me
Shop at New York you shop at Old Navy
And when you see a nigga like me you go crazy
Yeah shop at New York you shop at Old Navy
And when you see a nigga like me you go crazy
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield, Ben Krass, Jay Jenkins, Don Cannon
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