Spodee, Trae Tha Truth, Hustle Gang, 5ive Mics - Go Crazy lyrics

I go crazy on these niggas
I go crazy on these hoes
Go crazy with that weed
 I always got the strong i go crazy bout
And everytime she see me now she always
Go crazy, go crazy

I hold it down, while I'm rollin round

I can smell it now, serious about my pay
Don't know what these fuck niggas on man
Don't know why a nigga want my place
And I gotta lotta flows, just pick one
You can ask, don't steal none
Everybody know the real one
I switched up for them millions
My old flows get new shows
And my new flows got children
My Coope old with the new my ceeling
So chill out, the real out
The club bout to fill out

My manager telling me I gotta put
My foot on the brakes

But Imma hold onto my hands till I
Get some better cards to play
And as far as I can see, y'all niggas
I'm smoking blunts the size of my ink pen

I go crazy on these niggas
I go crazy on these hoes
Go crazy with that weed
I always got the strong i go crazy bout
And everytime she see me now she always
Go crazy, go crazy

Fuck that, I'm in the Maybach
That top off and I'm cool
Got a crazy flow, , presidential Roli
No stones a Town, all zones
40 squeez in this chroam
35 cause I'm worldwide
But look New York's my home
Lyricly I make a masterpiece
Damb I'm in the hood they fuck with me

He a bitch, I'm bout it like Master P
Bad bitch, redbone, red Dakerey
Southbeach in the villa, top off for real
So high, so fly, it's no time to chill
Gotta catch a flight, so goodnight
And I'm landing in Japan, my new J's
And my black shades, I got a mansion
Got a black made, I got a hundred bottles
Pink nigga all day i be cashing out
Fuck y'all lames be talking about
Nigga 5 Mics, nothing else to say
Nigga fuck outta here, and that's on the way

I go crazy on these niggas
I go crazy on these hoes
Go crazy with that weed
I always got the strong i go crazy bout
And everytime she see me now she always
Go crazy, go crazy

I go crazy on 'em, outta control
Jumping out the garage, Imma roll
Don't remember having money that
I used to get everything I put on now
In a black Coope
Sounding like I got a temper
Think it was a bitch, so pimpa
Say I got game
Waking up with different women that
I sware I don't remember knock 'em down
Shit I gotta give
And I ain't talking bout December
Hoes giving thanks like it's
Somewhere in November
Covered up the weather like it's
Something out of Denver
Like a broncko, horse power
Kick game sweet, niggas sour
Clean like I been in the
Shower for bout an hour
Been up in the kitchen, something like flower
Tell them they wouldn't want it
Fuck my aponent
Real asshole, not a day I haven't shown it
Mat black jet, not a day I haven't flone it
Everything crazy, everything street shit
Hoes want pussy

I go crazy on these niggas
I go crazy on these hoes
Go crazy with that weed
I always got the strong i go crazy bout
And everytime she see me now she always
Go crazy, go crazy