[Intro]
Damn, Cuz
Ayy, Cuz, I'm walkin' out that door, right now
Here I come, here I come, right now (Z-Z-Z-Zekaj, on gang shit)
(JonnyTurnItUp)
I'm goin' crazy
I'm goin' crazy

[Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy
Hop in that old school thing, drag race it
Keep chains on my neck like a slave
I don't fuck with n***as, my only friends dead white folks
Man, I feel like I'm racist

[Verse 1]
So now n***as hate me (Fuck 'em)
I'm countin' up, poppin' big shit on the daily (Pop shit, pop shit)
I used to be broke 'til I stopped bein' lazy
Now my pockets on fat like they pregnant with babies (Babies)
I can smile at yo' bitch, watch your lil' ho go crazy (Ice, ice)
I get pussy for free and you lil' n***as payin' (Trippin')
You wifin' these hoes like a game, I'm not playin' (Game)
If she bad, I might walk up and ask for her number, but nah, I won't chase her (Nope)
Got sticks at location (Let's go), I'm hot, hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Play with the gang, make a horror film up on your block like it's sci-fi (Fah-fah)
Rocks in my chain, different color like sci-fi
Bitch, I'm the truest around this bitch, so why not? (Why not?)
Make a dub disappear in the mall like, "Wa-la" (Blow this shit)
Quay got all the drops and the hits, tell him, "No time" (Sorry)
So I gave him a dub, all blue and a high-five (Blue racks)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy (Ayy, 'preciate you)
Been countin' a lot of paper (Frrt)
Fuckin' bread off while you n***as still savin' (Savin')
Trap run the soul, hide them folks on the radar (Ayy)
I'm cutitin' up on n***as, I feel like I'm Jason (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy (Dummy)
Hop in that old school thing, drag race it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Keep chains on my neck like a slave
I don't fuck with n***as, my only friends dead white folks
Man, I feel like I'm racist (Feel like I'm racist)

[Verse 2]
I'm goin' crazy (Yeah)
Yeah, I ain't stoppin', so don't try to stop me (Uh, uh)
Said I couldn't do it, said this shit was impossible (Uh)
But I still went did it, bitch, I feel like Kim Possible (Kim)
All the bad bitches love Fizzle, young pappi (Thotty, thotty)
So I took a n***a bitch with this shit on my collar
Keep the best in the city, so my trap house rockin' (Bitch, yeah)
Pull on my block, heavy traffic like Paulie (Heavy traffic like Paulie)
Free the whole gang, got them 201 popular (Popular)
Free all my dogs out the motherfuckin' Feds (Free the gang, step on 'em, step on 'em)
My lil' one keep catchin' add-ons (Uh-huh, uh-huh) and they orange, so now he locked down in the box wearin' red (Wearing red, got them racks)
I came from the bottom, I ain't goin' back (Uh-uh, uh-uh), so every time you see me I'm on n***as head (Go, talk to 'em, talk to 'em)
I came from the bottom, I ain't goin' back, so every time you see me I'm on n***as head (Go, talk to 'em)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy (Ayy, go on, talk to 'em)
Been countin' lot of paper (Big Grape)
Fuckin' off bread while you n***as still savin' (Yeah)
Trap run the soul, hide the folks on the radar (Yeah)
I'm cutitin' up on n***as, I feel like I'm Jason (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy (Yeah, I'm goin' crazy)
Hop in that old school thing, drag race it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Keep chains on my neck like a slave
I don't fuck with n***as, my only friends dead white folks
Man, I feel like I'm racist (Feel like I'm racist)

[Outro]
(One Way Mafia)
Rack
Fuck you n***as, count 'em, all they funds comin' in
I'm goin' crazy (I'm goin' crazy, I'm goin' dumb, on granny)
I'm goin' crazy (I'm goin' crazy with all this money)
Big Grape