Crazy

[Intro]
I was broke, it wadn't funny, now I'm gettin' to the money

[Chorus]
I was broke, it wadn't funny, now I'm gettin' to the money
All these bad bitches wanna fuck me, say she want it bad, told her say she love me
I just want a bag, I ain't tryna fuck you, yeah, you bad, but can't show me nothin'
I just want a bag, I don't care if she ugly, had to run it up, I swear it wasn't lucky
That's my old homie, I'm still tryna pluck him, switched on me, showed me all his colors
VVS's hittin', can't you see the colors? Couple thousand on me, got me feeling lovely
Probably fuck you like it, but I'll never love you, I done seen too many people change on me
Want my love, then you gotta wait for it, tryna fight me, ain't the time and place for it
Girl, you crazy

[Verse 1]
I been out tryna chase this paper for them days I couldn't even book the stu'
Tryna find some money, I ain't have a clue, now I check my pocket, all my hundreds blue
A lot of money on me, it ain't nothin' to me, can I trust you? I don't wanna have to up it
All my jewelry on, you'll die you touch it, Miami Cuban Link, I'm in Miami flooded
Wear it every day 'cause I came from nothin', I'm investing, tryna get some more of it
Heard he ain't got it, I ain't had a plug shortage, this exotic came straight from Big Money
You can't cop if you ain't gettin' big money, diamonds dancing on, it got my wrist numbin'
I'm in album mode, it's time to shit on 'em, I'm the youngest nigga, but the big homie

[Chorus]
I was broke, it wadn't funny, now I'm gettin' to the money
All these bad bitches wanna fuck me, say she want it bad, told her say she love me
I just want a bag, I ain't tryna fuck you, yeah, you bad, but can't show me nothin'
I just want a bag, I don't care if she ugly, had to run it up, I swear it wasn't lucky
That's my old homie, I'm still tryna pluck him, switched on me, showed me all his colors
VVS's hittin', can't you see the colors? Couple thousand on me, got me feeling lovely
Probably fuck you like it, but I'll never love you, I done seen too many people change on me
Want my love, then you gotta wait for it, tryna fight me, ain't the time and place for it
Girl, you crazy

[Verse 2]
I got all these bitches tryna pay me
This a Glock on me, it ain't got no safety, I ain't never let the fame change me
I'm still thuggin', I'ma always be the same me, niggas ain't as tough in person as on IG
Just be woofin', he ain't really like me, I'm in the trenches every day in white tees
Took my jewelry off, it don't excite me, stop acting insecure, act like a wifey
I'm a fly nigga, bitches like me, you a fly bitch, so you just like me
I turned a city girl into a wifey, now her neck flooded, so icy
If I went to jail, would you write me? Leave you two mill' like I'm Roderick
Show me that you really rockin', ain't just fuckin' with me 'cause I'm poppin'
Suckers ain't on shit, but steady watching, hundred bands on me, all profit