She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you be respondin' to them bitches in your DMS
Nigga, I ain't crazy"
"I know you got a BM you be f*ckin' on the weekends"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a son, but do you f*ck your baby mama when you see him?
Nigga, I ain't crazy"
"A hundred hoes around the globe, and you a rapper, yes, I know, but no-no"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
You be f*ckin' other hoes, I found rubbers in your clothes
And that just goes to show I ain't crazy
Where will you go when you don't pick up the phone"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't slow and I ain't crazy
When you actin' like you broke
But I know you outside spendin' money on these other hoes 'cause I ain't crazy
I hope you ain't been f*ckin' other hoes in my bed, 'cause Lord knows"
I'm like f*ck it, I'm crazy
She so used to this shit, she don't ask him where he going
She like, "Bitch nigga, why you lying to me? We grown"
Leaving, she never comin' back, this nigga phone ring
She like, "Matter fact, I'll get some get back from his homie," yeah
She said, "I ain't crazy"
"Why you tryna play me?"
I know if I leave right now, you couldn't take it
F*ck it, I might leave right now and not say shit
Know I gotta leave for my heart and my safety (my heart and my safety)
(Shit, I know I'm not crazy, know I'm not crazy)
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you be respondin' to them bitches in your DMS"
Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a BM you be f*ckin' on the weekends
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a son, but do you f*ck your baby mama when you see him?
Nigga, I ain't crazy
A hundred hoes around the globe, and you a rapper, yes, I know, but no-no"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
You be f*ckin' other hoes, I found rubbers in your clothes
And that just goes to show I ain't crazy
Where will you go when you don't pick up the phone"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't slow and I ain't crazy"
When you actin' like you broke
But I know you outside spendin' money on these other hoes 'cause I ain't crazy
I hope you ain't been f*ckin' other hoes in my bed, 'cause Lord knows"
I'm like f*ck it, I'm crazy
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She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you be respondin' to them bitches in your DMS
Nigga, I ain't crazy"
"I know you got a BM you be f*ckin' on the weekends"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a son, but do you f*ck your baby mama when you see him?
Nigga, I ain't crazy"
"A hundred hoes around the globe, and you a rapper, yes, I know, but no-no"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
You be f*ckin' other hoes, I found rubbers in your clothes
And that just goes to show I ain't crazy
Where will you go when you don't pick up the phone"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't slow and I ain't crazy
When you actin' like you broke
But I know you outside spendin' money on these other hoes 'cause I ain't crazy
I hope you ain't been f*ckin' other hoes in my bed, 'cause Lord knows"
I'm like f*ck it, I'm crazy
She so used to this shit, she don't ask him where he going
She like, "Bitch nigga, why you lying to me? We grown"
Leaving, she never comin' back, this nigga phone ring
She like, "Matter fact, I'll get some get back from his homie," yeah
She said, "I ain't crazy"
"Why you tryna play me?"
I know if I leave right now, you couldn't take it
F*ck it, I might leave right now and not say shit
Know I gotta leave for my heart and my safety (my heart and my safety)
(Shit, I know I'm not crazy, know I'm not crazy)
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you be respondin' to them bitches in your DMS"
Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a BM you be f*ckin' on the weekends
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a son, but do you f*ck your baby mama when you see him?
Nigga, I ain't crazy
A hundred hoes around the globe, and you a rapper, yes, I know, but no-no"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
You be f*ckin' other hoes, I found rubbers in your clothes
And that just goes to show I ain't crazy
Where will you go when you don't pick up the phone"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't slow and I ain't crazy"
When you actin' like you broke
But I know you outside spendin' money on these other hoes 'cause I ain't crazy
I hope you ain't been f*ckin' other hoes in my bed, 'cause Lord knows"
I'm like f*ck it, I'm crazy
I know you be respondin' to them bitches in your DMS
Nigga, I ain't crazy"
"I know you got a BM you be f*ckin' on the weekends"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a son, but do you f*ck your baby mama when you see him?
Nigga, I ain't crazy"
"A hundred hoes around the globe, and you a rapper, yes, I know, but no-no"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
You be f*ckin' other hoes, I found rubbers in your clothes
And that just goes to show I ain't crazy
Where will you go when you don't pick up the phone"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't slow and I ain't crazy
When you actin' like you broke
But I know you outside spendin' money on these other hoes 'cause I ain't crazy
I hope you ain't been f*ckin' other hoes in my bed, 'cause Lord knows"
I'm like f*ck it, I'm crazy
She so used to this shit, she don't ask him where he going
She like, "Bitch nigga, why you lying to me? We grown"
Leaving, she never comin' back, this nigga phone ring
She like, "Matter fact, I'll get some get back from his homie," yeah
She said, "I ain't crazy"
"Why you tryna play me?"
I know if I leave right now, you couldn't take it
F*ck it, I might leave right now and not say shit
Know I gotta leave for my heart and my safety (my heart and my safety)
(Shit, I know I'm not crazy, know I'm not crazy)
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you be respondin' to them bitches in your DMS"
Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a BM you be f*ckin' on the weekends
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
I know you got a son, but do you f*ck your baby mama when you see him?
Nigga, I ain't crazy
A hundred hoes around the globe, and you a rapper, yes, I know, but no-no"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't crazy
You be f*ckin' other hoes, I found rubbers in your clothes
And that just goes to show I ain't crazy
Where will you go when you don't pick up the phone"
She like, "Nigga, I ain't slow and I ain't crazy"
When you actin' like you broke
But I know you outside spendin' money on these other hoes 'cause I ain't crazy
I hope you ain't been f*ckin' other hoes in my bed, 'cause Lord knows"
I'm like f*ck it, I'm crazy
Writer: Ibrahim Dodo
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group