French Montana - Going Crazy lyrics

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French Montana - Going Crazy lyrics

(Chorus – Jeezy]=) Heard that new Jizzle, boy he going crazy Dropped some new s**t got them going crazy Dropped it in the spot and they was going crazy Brought it back from the top and they was going crazy Real ni**as at the spot and they was going crazy Real ni**as bang up top you know we going crazy Young Jizzle from the block you know he going crazy When they play this at the spot you know they going crazy (Verse 1 – Jeezy) Said I’m just that ni**a, I’m just that ni**a And this is me talking, it ain’t the liquor Diamonds in my damn chain, I’m going crazy I talk to your bi**h like a politician Told her give me brain, take me You know that you’re the one try some new things You know she ate it up just like a cutter board I’m counting old paper, call it dinosaur Gotta….then gotta….to Fresno Said she like the taste, she drinking light Prosecco I’m k**ing with the field I’m Charlie Manson Exactly what you want, I’m strapped and handsome (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 2 – French Montana) Montana from the block got em going crazy My youngings slanging white like it’s still the 80’s You claim that you the realest when your watch fugazy Show me whose your j**eler man, that boy crazy She tried to charge me for the box man, shawty crazy I ain’t tryna blow your spot up but this s**t is crazy All I wanted was a mil and a new Mercedes Now I’m jumping on these ni**as like the new McGrady White House, black Rollie In South Bronx they know me You can’t talk, gotta show em The brown bags, ya own em Take these then call me That brain freeze ain’t on me You can’t hate, can’t hold me I whip foreigns like I stole em (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 3 – Jeezy) The smoke up by my weed got…serious She thinking we together? She delirious From the cradle to the grave, the cradle to the grave Who made this beat? A sound like me it tailor made You know I’m in that bi**h just like expensive suits, money Bi**h I’m in that mansion just like the Yeezy boots I got rich off bu*ter…that Betty Crocker It ain’t my fault just like I’m Silkk The Shocker (Repeat Chorus)

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