Gunna
Drive Me Crazy
[Intro]
(Run that back, Turbo)
This bitch tryna drive me crazy
This bitch tryna drive me crazy, woah
This bitch tryna drive me crazy, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Told mommy “I'ma keep this money comin' in” (Racks)
Big boss, I sit way back in the Culliinan (Rolls Royce)
Your stones ain’t certified and they got colorin' (Yeah)
I doubled up the money, kept on doublin' (Double up)
Yeah, got it in, Molly make her body dance
Sparkle on my Spider pants
New bitch, took her from her man
Four bad bitches in a Bentley like a Caravan
Grant all of her wishes, got us livin' like fairy land
Bad lil' lady (Bad)
[?] she went through my phone and start keying my Mercedes (Bitch)
I told her “Get a hair loan”, this lil' bitch must be crazy (Come on)
I promise, you touch that Rolls, you might feel this .380 (On God)
Just chill, want no houses