Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crazy Thoughts, artist - Hotboii. Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crazy Thoughts |
| Fan on |
| Hot cut the fan on |
| I just wanna feel how it felt when we first met |
| I done moved on and I ain’t thinkin' 'bout reversin' |
| I ran out of love, wonder can you reimburse me? |
| If you can fill my heart up with some love, I’d fill your purse |
| You rockin' with the opps and I ain’t even in a hearse yet |
| Test me to my heart, I ain’t gon' lie, that shit there hurt me |
| Thinkin' 'bout my son, gotta put you in the dirt, yes |
| You know he only one, I gotta be there for his birthday |
| Ride the foreign, but he spinnin' in a Forte |
| Put my four-five in her Birkin, they don’t search bae |
| She wanna have a lil' baby like I’m Mark James |
| No way, got wordplay like a board game |
| But no, I ain’t even got no words for nobody |
| If you ain’t ready for to die when we slide |
| Then you need to get the fuck from around |
| Opps opp together |
| Birds of an opp opp together |
| You ain’t heard? |
| One stone, two birds drop together |
| Either the Glock or the chop, I do not do Berettas |
| And if it’s pleas that he cop, I am not gon' accept them |
| Why he hatin' on me? |
| I don’t even really care |
| They be plottin' on me, but I ain’t goin' nowhere |
| I put everybody on E, but my gas tank filled |
| Sip lean on the road to riches, I woke up and we was there |
| It’s kinda hard to trust these bitches, I can’t help this how I feel |
| They don’t even be wantin' me for me, want me because I’m him |
| I know they heard I got a bag, must’ve heard I got a deal |
| I ain’t satisfied by where I’m at, but I’m glad I made it here |
| Sippin' on Belaire, I feel it help me think |
| I pop the top when I face the mic and I vent 'bout everything |
| Hotboii, I’m goin' everywhere and ain’t nowhere that I can’t |
| 'Cause we brought that light, even all through the night |
| I be runnin' with the fire, know it’s me |
| I just wanna feel how it felt when we first met |
| I done moved on and I ain’t thinkin' 'bout reversin' |
| I ran out of love, wonder can you reimburse me? |
| If you can fill my heart up with some love, I’d fill your purse |
| You rockin' with the opps and I ain’t even in a hearse yet |
| Test me to my heart, I ain’t gon' lie, that shit there hurt me |
| Thinkin' 'bout my son, gotta put you in the dirt, yes |
| You know he only one, I gotta be there for his birthday |
| I be cuttin' up in traffic like I’m road rage |
| Double O baby, never know names |
| Double O, lil' baby |