Lyrics Bytchez Is Crazy - Inayah

Bytchez Is Crazy

You gonna make fuck up all your shit do the fool
Telling me to chill fuck is you
It’s been a week since he hit my line that ain’t cool
Even passed by your momma house where are you
Keep telling me I’m crazy well it’s your fought (your fought)
I know you see them missed calls on your call log (Call log)
You make me trip but you be blaming me
You full of shit it’s oblivious to see
But I keep fucking you cause I love the d
Can’t get enough he got a hold on me
Leave him alone I bitch can’t do that (That nigga ain’t shit) well bitch I knew
that
I just packed a bag on my to his house talking all that shit I was just running
my mouth let him play the field this pussy a touchdown them forget why I be mad
whenever he down south
You gonna make fuck up all your shit do the fool
Telling me to chill fuck is you
It’s been a week since he hit my line that ain’t cool
Even passed by your momma house where are you
I flatten all your tires and put your clothes on the curb
Gave your shoes to my dog and put bleach on all your shirts
Know you like your shoes so I hit you where it hurts
Better find a ride or you gonna be late for work (Watch out)
Now he cussing me out telling me that he’s finish he said I’m too crazy well he
knew that from the beginning and when he tries to leave Ima shut this bitch
down he’s just a little upset in a minute he’ll calm down we do this all the
time my baby he’ll come around like it better when he mad then I put his pants
down
Know you see these missed calls on your call log you keep telling me I’m crazy
well it’s your fought
You gonna make fuck up all your shit do the fool (Yeah)
Telling me to chill fuck is you
It’s been a week since he hit my line that ain’t cool
Even passed by your momma house where are you
Hmmmm I’m not calling your phone no more this is the last time Ima call you
cause I know you see my name pop up on your screen «I miss you"ok sorry for
telling baby you know I’m crazy love you bye