Juice WRLD - Goin’ Crazy lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Goin’ Crazy lyrics]
"How did all this trouble begin?"
"Livin' in America!"
"Hahaha, nothin' wrong"
"Nothing wrong at all you're
Not in any difficulty?"
"But you're out on bond"
"No I'm not" (Sheesh)
"Have all the charges been dropped?"
(Yo, goin' crazy) "yeah I'm out of love"
(All my niggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"Ahaha are you out on love or out of love
Which is it?" (IAmMillzMusic)
Sheesh "I don't love!"
(All my niggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"I'm out of love tonight-tonight!"
(All these bitches goin' crazy)
"Now Chase this isn't the first time you
And your wife have had a problem
Are you two gonna be able to work this out?"
See a nigga with the money
And I'm whippin' water I make
'em money goin' crazy
Came in on the new shit niggas talking dumb
But they ain't never do shit
Hoеs on me and they prolly actin' stupid
I'll nevеr wife no bitch, that's foolish
I don't care about shit but my jeweler
Fuck school, I'm The Black Ferris Bueller
Clip longer than a motherfuckin' ruler
Versace on a nigga like
I'm fuckin' on Medusa, woah
Take a second think about it, take a second
All my niggas eatin' we need seconds
I be killin' niggas, that's a preference
I be smokin' weed, up in heaven
All these niggas Microsoft, Windows 7
I'ma be the man 'round here
And that's a blessing
I been killin' motherfuckers since
A fuckin' adolescent
Nigga you should feel threatened, god damn
I'm the fuckin' man, bitch
I'm dumping off the gym
Dunkin' on these niggas I don't
Even need a rim
Run up on yo' spot, killin' him
Him and him all my niggas crazy
But my pockets never slim
Boy I swear the god, ballin'
Out like I'm Tim Hardaway, hardaway
Ballin' out like I'm Tim, sheesh
I just ballin' out like I'm Tim
IAmMillzMusic
Hopped on the track like, damn
I'ma get 'em fried a motherfucker like
I'm motherfuckin' skin'
Boy it's JuiceTheKidd on this track
I'ma get it choppa kinda hungry
It better heat you off a dinner
I'm the fuckin' man and yo'
Niggas know I'm in it
Real as hell, real as hell
I'd never be pretended
Real as hell, real as hell, yeah
Why is hell, surgicel, yeah
Smokin' weed got me freal
Damn, I'm up in the sky
I can see clouds, I'm so motherfuckin' high
Niggas talking dumb
Fuck around and he gon' die
Run up on 'em with the choppa
Leave his momma traumatised
Bitch I am the man, who the fuck is you to I
Bitch I am the man
I'm too motherfuckin' high
Bitch I am the man
I'm so motherfuckin' fried
One more inch, and I can
Prolly touch the sky like, damn
Goin' crazy all my niggas goin' crazy, ayy
All my niggas goin' crazy, ayy
We got that white like Shady, ayy
You know my niggas goin' crazy
Rock-a-bye, I ain't talkin' 'bout baby
IAmMillzMusic
"Livin' in America!"
"Hahaha, nothin' wrong"
"Nothing wrong at all you're
Not in any difficulty?"
"But you're out on bond"
"No I'm not" (Sheesh)
"Have all the charges been dropped?"
(Yo, goin' crazy) "yeah I'm out of love"
(All my niggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"Ahaha are you out on love or out of love
Which is it?" (IAmMillzMusic)
Sheesh "I don't love!"
(All my niggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"I'm out of love tonight-tonight!"
(All these bitches goin' crazy)
"Now Chase this isn't the first time you
And your wife have had a problem
Are you two gonna be able to work this out?"
See a nigga with the money
And I'm whippin' water I make
'em money goin' crazy
Came in on the new shit niggas talking dumb
But they ain't never do shit
Hoеs on me and they prolly actin' stupid
I'll nevеr wife no bitch, that's foolish
I don't care about shit but my jeweler
Fuck school, I'm The Black Ferris Bueller
Clip longer than a motherfuckin' ruler
Versace on a nigga like
I'm fuckin' on Medusa, woah
Take a second think about it, take a second
All my niggas eatin' we need seconds
I be killin' niggas, that's a preference
I be smokin' weed, up in heaven
All these niggas Microsoft, Windows 7
I'ma be the man 'round here
And that's a blessing
I been killin' motherfuckers since
A fuckin' adolescent
Nigga you should feel threatened, god damn
I'm the fuckin' man, bitch
I'm dumping off the gym
Dunkin' on these niggas I don't
Even need a rim
Run up on yo' spot, killin' him
Him and him all my niggas crazy
But my pockets never slim
Boy I swear the god, ballin'
Out like I'm Tim Hardaway, hardaway
Ballin' out like I'm Tim, sheesh
I just ballin' out like I'm Tim
IAmMillzMusic
Hopped on the track like, damn
I'ma get 'em fried a motherfucker like
I'm motherfuckin' skin'
Boy it's JuiceTheKidd on this track
I'ma get it choppa kinda hungry
It better heat you off a dinner
I'm the fuckin' man and yo'
Niggas know I'm in it
Real as hell, real as hell
I'd never be pretended
Real as hell, real as hell, yeah
Why is hell, surgicel, yeah
Smokin' weed got me freal
Damn, I'm up in the sky
I can see clouds, I'm so motherfuckin' high
Niggas talking dumb
Fuck around and he gon' die
Run up on 'em with the choppa
Leave his momma traumatised
Bitch I am the man, who the fuck is you to I
Bitch I am the man
I'm too motherfuckin' high
Bitch I am the man
I'm so motherfuckin' fried
One more inch, and I can
Prolly touch the sky like, damn
Goin' crazy all my niggas goin' crazy, ayy
All my niggas goin' crazy, ayy
We got that white like Shady, ayy
You know my niggas goin' crazy
Rock-a-bye, I ain't talkin' 'bout baby
IAmMillzMusic