JID - Crazy lyrics

Aye, yo check it out
It's the one and only, Barack O'Drama
Mr danksgiving aKA Mr gangster
Calls himself DJ Drama
You're rocking with Hampton University's own
DJ Tay James (Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)

Fuck sipping like the doctor on medicine
Murdering your track, just listen
Here's the evidence
Riding with a bitch that I'm
Fucking like having Amphetamine
Money like George Jefferson
Bright like Thomas Edison
Money make easy revelations of relevance
Never look back
Futuristically George Jefferson
Denzel with the money for niggas
Who never getting it
Come up a little short, I see you
George Peshimam checking it
I'ma attack just like Marques Colston
Get in my way
Look at you dumb like Greg Olson
Ugly placement
Try to get your ass wet like the ocean
Smoke a bag of that shit
That stink so potent

Back to my grizzly, my hustle is so focused
Riding in something, can't see 'till 20006
Oh shit, hear comes a little more sick
Then a patient in hospitals
Living with no dick, oh shit

Crazy as a bitch
There's something wrong with my atrium
I'm crazy as
(crazy as) something wrong with my atrium
Can't control me
Why the fuck you was gon' play with him
Can't control, can't control
(can't control him) crazy as a bitch
There's something wrong with my atrium
I'm crazy as
(crazy as) something wrong with my atrium
Can't control me
Why the fuck you was gon' play with him
Can't control, can't control
(can't control him) can't control me
Why the fuck would you go play with him
Can't control me
Why the fuck would you go play with him
I'm crazy as
(crazy as) something wrong with my atrium
I'm crazy as
(crazy as) something wrong with my atrium

(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Yeah, I'm serious
You can see me plotting fearless
Gotta go dumb, can't escape like pescetarian
My brain is near the moon
My mind is still sailing
It's obvious to see
Or just admit I'm an alien
Invading them, and raiding them
Gotta get away from them
Watch you little nigga's adore me
Watch they pray to him pray for him
Sickening flow is so amazing
Crazy as a bitch
There's something wrong with my atrium
I can't control me
Why the fuck was you gon' play with him
Shoot him in his dome, so
(blow) take out the stadium
(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Looking at my reflection in the mirror
You can't be staining him
I need to see my father
'cause he just might be an alien
Maybe he's a martian, maybe an arcadian
Maybe I'm just human
Or maybe I'm just maybe-ing
Or saying this for nothing
Maybe I'm just filleting
This discussion for nothing, so fuck it
Tuck it, little pussy

Crazy as a bitch
There's something wrong with my atrium
I'm crazy as
(crazy as) something wrong with my atrium
Can't control me
Why the fuck you was gon' play with him
Can't control, can't control
(can't control him) crazy as a bitch
There's something wrong with my atrium
I'm crazy as
(crazy as) something wrong with my atrium
Can't control me
Why the fuck you was gon' play with him
Can't control, can't control
(can't control him)