Crazy

[Chorus: Chill Will]

Shirt match the belt match the shoes, that’s crazy

Dumping kush ashes on the floor, I’m lazy

Sipping on the lean, got me looking kind of crazy

Nigga talking down but it really don’t faze me

Imma hit her quick before she start acting crazy

Rims on the tires got my car driving crazy

Ice around my neck got your girl looking crazy

Chilling with some chicks screaming fuck you, pay me

[Verse 1: Chill Will]

Half a million dollars worth of twenties, that’s crazy

20 squares on the back seat, I’m crazy

Riding down 20, never see the speed limit nigga

No this ain’t a gimmick, quarter million for my image nigga

Pausing for the fans on my way, that’s crazy

Designer frames hanging off my face, I’m shady

Shawty got an ass on her and it’s crazy

But she say she got an old man and he crazy

I’m moving the white girl, I’m driving Mrs. Daisy

Nigga play with me, he gon be pushing on daisies

I’m tryna fuck today, girl I’m kinda impatient

But if she say she love me Imma drive that bitch crazy