Lyrics Crazy - Gab3

Crazy

Two cell phones and I still won’t call her, yeah
Two cell phones and I stil won’t follow her, yeah
Two racks on my Gucci shoes I’m a baller, yeah
Said I never want to see you again then I saw her, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that cash I’m going crazy, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that racks I’m going crazy, yeah
2K on your Gucci shoes so why you still complaining, yeah
I don’t want to talk to you because you going crazy, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that cash I’m going crazy, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that racks I’m going crazy, yeah
You going way too crazy trying to blow me up, yeah
I dont want to talk to you because you going crazy, yeah
You going way too crazy trying ot fall in love, yeah
You going way too crazy trying to fall in love, yeah
Yeah we ride in new Mrcedes when im pulling up, yah
Yeah I know you want to be my baby but I’m not a scrub, yeah
Run it up, yeah you know that I run it up, yeah
Run it up, yeah you know that I run it up, yeah
Why you mad you was calling me while I was in the club
Spent 10 bands on a brand new bag you trying to blow me up
No flex zone, this a no text zone, yeah you know I flex though
I’m getting to the fucking check though, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that cash I’m going crazy, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that racks I’m going crazy, yeah
2K on your Gucci shoes so why you still complaining, yeah
I dont want to talk to you because you going crazy, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that cash I’m going crazy, yeah
You know that I’m getting to that racks I’m going crazy, yeah
You going way too crazy trying to blow me up, yeah
I dont want to talk to you because you going crazy, yeah
Two cell phones and I still won’t call her, yeah
Two cell phones and I stil won’t follow her, yeah
Two racks on my Gucci shoes I’m a baller, yeah
Said I never want to see you again then I saw her, yeah