Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Goin Crazy , by - Migos. Release date: 25.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Goin Crazy |
| Riding round in the A |
| In the coupe going crazy |
| I ain‘t worried bout shit, young nigga I’m rich |
| It’s fuck you, pay me |
| Don’t let your ho come around me |
| Imma take your lady (Imma take your bitch) |
| Riding round in the A |
| In the coupe going crazy |
| Touched down in the A |
| Maserati to Bugatti, a motherfucker start running from the paparazzi |
| Got 4 hoes in the pool of my Jacuzzi |
| Pull up, drop top, Phantom opera a movie |
| You see the diamonds in my watch, it ain’t a G-Shock |
| Balenciaga on my feet this ain’t no Reebok |
| I’m at the W, never ever been to the double tree |
| Eating steak & shrimp on the yacht, fuck Applebees |
| Gianni Versace, I come to your city, take over like Nazi |
| I got hoes from the A to the bay |
| Riding round and the coupe going crazy |
| Riding round in my Audi coupe |
| I dare a nigga look at me wrong, cause I’m gon' shoot |
| I pass the OG stuffed crust cookie Snoop |
| I take the pot and eggbeater, they call it cookin' a deuce |
| When I step inside the ‘rari, call me Crash Bandicoot |
| Blood diamond came from Africa, call me Al-Farouq |
| Lil' mama with the big ol' booty, come here |
| Have you ever been in an 8 passenger leer |
| She going crazy, private jet going crazy |
| Told the bitch to give me head in my grandmama’s … |
| I ain’t give her nothing |
| Nah, Quavo ain’t a lover |
| You think I give a fuck about a bitch, I ain’t a sucker |
| She the past tense, got to make lil' mama absent |
| Versace, Versace, my fabric |
| Counting money in the mansion, your girl in the living room dancing |
| And it don’t take nothing to drop her panties |
| Quavo! |
| (Gone!) |
| Coming down Peachtree in the Aston |
| With a bad white bitch, Jennifer Aniston |
| Feeling Molly Santan' again |
| My neighbors panicking |
| In my hood, every day I hear an ambulance |
| Ain’t a damn thing changed, still serving the J’s |
| Felicia, she want to borrow my microwave |
| Deebo still in the hood, creeping through your window |
| I’m fucking Mrs. Parker, took her to Puerto Rico |
| Me, Craig, and Smokey smoke dope and we be choking |
| Which watch should I wear today, the heavy Breitling or the Rollie? |
| Reached in my Robins and I pulled out guacamole |
| Ain’t have a clue what I was holding, F&N is what I’m toting |