[Intro: Trouble]
Zaytoven
All I could tell ya is don't fold ya hear me? Stack ya paper up and don't fold it

[Chorus: Trouble]
Shit crazy
Don't play nun bout my bae
Shit crazy
Whole team crazy (my whole team crazy)
Shit crazy
Gotta keep that strap on you (I gotta keep that fye)
Shit crazy yeah yeah
Ike crazy
Missing me even when its dark
Spin your ass no Tony Parker
Shit crazy
Up and down my side of town
Shit so crazy to the point you gotta watch ya rounds

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Shit so crazy on my side n***a
Homicide after homicide n***a
We don’t get identified n***a (not at all)
You ain’t no real n***a you testify n***a (hell no)
I hope you got yours I keep mine n***a (yeah yeah)
This ain’t no 9 it’s a 40 wit more than nine n***a
I ain’t lying aye Skoob these n***as lying to 'em (these n***as lying)
Know I got some big homies that got it flying to 'em (I ain't lying)
We was in the jungle (in the jungle), we had lamas (yeah yeah)
Whole lot of marijuana by the bundle
Catchin' plays praying that I never fumble
Swear shit gon get crazy n***a play this on my mama
[Chorus: Trouble]
Shit crazy
Don't play nun bout my bae
Shit crazy
Whole team crazy (my whole team crazy)
Shit crazy
Gotta keep that strap on you (I gotta keep that fye)
Shit crazy yeah yeah
Ike crazy
Missing me even when its dark
Spin your ass no Tony Parker
Shit crazy
Up and down my side of town
Shit so crazy to the point you gotta watch ya rounds

[Verse 2: Trouble]
I-I-I hear they crazy to the point you gotta watch ya round
That’s why I only keep a few n***as around me round
Yeah I know plenty folk but that don’t mean they friends with me
I don’t regret I had to see the penitentiary
It’s a real n***a gettin' bread in penitentiaries
It’s a real bitch you gettin' that bread through penitentiaries
Shit between Trae and Red they got like a 30 now, wit a L on it
What can I tell homie?
I got some youngns in the country, ain’t no bail for 'em
Them cracker make they own rules it ain't no bail for 'em
Ain’t even gotta do work these n***as gon tell for 'em
Free my n***a from the chain gang
And that cousin n***a tell on
[Chorus: Trouble]
Shit crazy
Don't play nun bout my bae
Shit crazy
Whole team crazy (my whole team crazy)
Shit crazy
Gotta keep that strap on you (I gotta keep that fye)
Shit crazy yeah yeah
Ike crazy
Missing me even when its dark
Spin your ass no Tony Parker
Shit crazy
Up and down my side of town
Shit so crazy to the point you gotta watch ya rounds