"Crazy" lyrics

Bitch you crazy (yeah)
Every time I come through, baby tryna taste me
The devil on my soul, swear to God he tryna take me
Every time I come through, baby tryna tase me

Bitch you crazy
I've been in my room, on the real I've been lazy
Too much on my mind, all these nigga tryna take me
Bands in my bank, I got money, you lazy

Niggas in my phone tryna tell me I suck
Bands in my pocket, my nigga, you stuck
Went through that last load, I need a re-up
Niggas in my phone tryna tell me I suck

Money on my mind
Money on my mind
No, I cannot make you mine
Cannot make you mind
Now your girl, she on my phone
She can't leave me lone
No, I cannot leave her lone
Why she blowing up my phone

I need that check from you
Girl, it's best for you
I need that neck from you
Need that check from you

Going far up in this car
Girl, like where you are
Mama told me I'm a star
Bitch I do not take no bars

This new year I'm going hard
'Cause my daddy need a car
Every day my homies hit me up, they ask me how you are

I need that check from you
Swear to God, I need that check from you (Like uh uh)
Need that check from you
Baby, can I please check on you (Like uh uh)

Money on my mind
Money on my mind
No, I cannot make you mine