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letra de crazy (remix) - doechii

[intro]
huh, huh
huh, huh
huh, huh

[verse 1]
y’all calling me crazy
when a b-tch been ballin’ all day like brady
long hair this wavy
and a b-tch been shopping all day, no macy’s
how ’bout first lady
you n-ggas can’t date me, look at your savings
you n-ggas still waiting
still blowing out daisies, counting on daydreams

[chorus]
crazy, got ’em going crazy (huh)
none of these hating ass b-tches gon’ phase me
(like crazy; huh)
crazy, got ’em going crazy (huh)
none of these hating ass b-tches gon’ phase me
(no better, no crazy; huh)
huh, huh
none of these b-tches gon’ phase me
huh, huh
b-tch i got ’em goin’ crazy
[verse 2]
then i ball like spaldin’
can’t call my bluff when the sh-t is my calling
won’t duck b-tch, i’m all in
it’s a brand new day, new pace, light joggin’
straight facts, no jargon
it’s a whole lot of big blue checks, no login
low stress, no stallin’
see a wholе lot of big buguettes when i fall in

[bridge]
i’m going crazy, yеah
n-ggas can’t date me, yeah
look at your savings, yeah
got ’em going crazy, yeah
look at your savings
n-ggas can’t date me
i’m going crazy, yeah
n-gga’s can’t date me, yeah
look at your savings, yeah
got em going grazy, yeah
look at your savings
n-ggas can’t date me

[verse 3]
a b-tch gassed like a texaco
i mean, a b-tch off shore like a mexico
and if a b-tch unsure, i can letcha know
i mean, i stick to the point like a decimal
and that’s co-co nuts, crazy amazing
boo koo bucks, f-ck you, pay me
awful luxury f-cking saved me
who knew you’d go f-cking crazy
[verse 4]
n0body on this level to touch me or doechii
they’d k!ll for big designers from gucci to louis
and dream about the sh-t you only see in movies
looking thirsty, take a sip, it’s just kool-aid
sike, i lied
it’s laced with cyanide
raise your styrofoam cups
a toast to a good life
for the future to come, oh sh-t, did they die?
screw it, now i’m on the run, the court ain’t seeing me tonight (oh!)
nasty attitude, you’re a grouch like oscar
this won’t be child’s play if i start to make it harder
tiffany, tiffany, your man’s a real bother
p-ssy on his brain, he tryna eat it, jeffrey dahmer
where did you go? where is you at?
andy’s coming, why aren’t you back?
that boy spitting crack like he in cahoots with pablo
his shooters double back, moving weight right through the condos

[outro]
c-r-a-z-y
c-c-c-r-a-z-y-y
c-r-a-z-y
c-c-c-r-a-z-y-y

- doechii

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