Too Crazy* lyrics

by

Roddy Ricch


Lyrics From Snippet

[Verse 1]
I was the outcast
So fresh, so clean soon as I step I'm seen
Turn hoop dreams to a coupe dream
Turn trap dreams into rap dreams
Spend all my time counting these dimes
I ain't even know what that thing
Young n*gga got fascinated with these keys treating me like Nat King
Cole, so cold
You know what that means
Got young n*ggas that go hard with that crowbar you can fact-check
Always know how to play with my cards even if they dealt a bad deck
You know the whole squad getting dough
You ain't even gotta ask that
And I never dealt in talking
Like my neck no frostbitе
I ain't even gotta do flossing
Big dawg check thе pawprint
I got n*ggas put hands on they Glocks like they masseuses
While I'm in my two-seater wondering where my roof went

[Chorus]
Feel like I lost my brain, sh*t so crazy
Look inside the whip, sh*t look crazy
Seen my n*gga turn on me that sh*t was crazy
sh*t crazy
sh*t too crazy
Feel like I lost my brain, sh*t so crazy
Look inside the whip, sh*t look crazy
Seen my n*gga turn on me that sh*t was crazy
sh*t crazy
sh*t too crazy
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