Hotboii - Crazy Thoughts lyrics

Hot cut the fan on (Beat through this, G5)
I said Hot cut the
(Yo, Knock, this what I'm talkin' 'bout)
Fan on hot cut the fan on

I just wanna feel how it
Felt when we first met i done moved on and I
Ain't thinkin' 'bout reversin'
I ran out of love
Wonder can you reimburse me?
If you can fill my heart up with some love
I'd fill your purse
You rockin' with the opps and I
Ain't even in a hearse yet
Test me to my heart, I ain't gon' lie
That shit there hurt me
Thinkin' 'bout my son, gotta put
You in the dirt, yes
You know he only one
I gotta be there for his birthday

Ride thе foreign, but he spinnin' in a Forte
Put my four-fivе in her Birkin
They don't search bae
She wanna have a lil' baby
Like I'm Mark James
No way, got wordplay like a board game
But no, I ain't even got no words for nobody
If you ain't ready for to die when we slide
Then you need to get the fuck from around
Opps opp together
Birds of an opp opp together
You ain't heard? One stone
Two birds drop together
Either the Glock or the chop
I do not do Berettas
And if it's pleas that he cop
I am not gon' accept them
Why he hatin' on me? I don't even really care
They be plottin' on me
But I ain't goin' nowhere
I put everybody on E, but my gas tank filled
Sip lean on the road to riches
I woke up and we was there
It's kinda hard to trust these bitches
I can't help this how I feel
They don't even be wantin' me for me
Want me because I'm him
I know they heard I got a bag
Must've heard I got a deal
I ain't satisfied by where I'm at
But I'm glad I made it here
Sippin' on Belaire, I feel it help me think
I pop the top when I face the
Mic and I vent 'bout everything
Hotboii, I'm goin' everywhere and ain't
Nowhere that I can't
'Cause we brought that light
Even all through the night
I be runnin' with the fire, know it's me

I just wanna feel how it
Felt when we first met i done moved on and I
Ain't thinkin' 'bout reversin'
I ran out of love
Wonder can you reimburse me?
If you can fill my heart up with some love
I'd fill your purse
You rockin' with the opps and I
Ain't even in a hearse yet
Test me to my heart, I ain't gon' lie
That shit there hurt me
Thinkin' 'bout my son, gotta put
You in the dirt, yes
You know he only one
I gotta be there for his birthday

I be cuttin' up in traffic like I'm road rage
Double O baby, never know names
Double O, lil' baby