Crazy Man Songtext
von Dee Mula

The car on the curb, hop out with the shit (ZBoy goin′ crazy)
"Who this is?" "I don't know lil′ dude," this nigga a jit
Haha, yeah, I'm tired

I pull up lit, park the car on the curb, hop out with the shit
Who this is? I don't know, lil′ dude, that nigga a jit
Ain′t 'bout my bitch, pull up here and switch
Dapper cross his head, he ain′t die
Damn, but he still got that twitch
I thought I told you I ain't nobody to come play with
Some niggas tryna team up, they know Mula don′t play that

I pull up hangin' out the car, old school Chevy
Three niggas dressed up like some bitches and all of ′em got weapons
Try my best to be a superstar
Super Bowl ring, this bitch here cost a lot
AP on my right wrist, the left one we ain't gon' talk about
Took his bitch ′cause he was pillow
Talkin′, bae, what he talkin' ′bout?


She told me, "You say you the killer and I'm the one be copping out"
Cool, I can take that, I ain′t braggin' ′bout no murder, nigga
I ain't laid up in no pussy pillow talkin' fertile, nigga
Beat the pussy, then I′m gone
Eat the pussy, send you home
How you eat the pussy and you couldn′t beat the pussy? It's crazy

Crazy man (crazy man), crazy man (beat the pussy)
Crazy man (uh-huh), crazy man (beat the pussy)
Crazy man, crazy man (crazy man), crazy man (crazy man)
How you eat the pussy and you couldn′t even beat the pussy?

I was broke at first, now my pockets stuffed crust
Spent ten thousand on some Dior kicks and some Chrome Heart buffs
I don't fight, hit you up with some heart, you think you tough?
I get shh, that′s enough, get back on it, Mula poppin' shit
Her head fire, bought her Gucci sandals, Gucci hat
Gucci this and Gucci that, oochie coochie, Gucci on her coochie

I can′t kiss no cooties, kiss her jaw, mwah, mwah, smoochies
You a low-key goofy, you a cop, nigga, you a doofy (bye, Sidney)
You a doofy, nigga, you a fuckin' rat
I just can't kick it with no nigga that talk behind they back
My pockets was flat, now they fat, look like Norbit wife (respect)
Been had the low on you, my lil′ bitch DoorDash you twice


Crazy man (Ccrazy man), crazy man (crazy man)
Crazy man (you crazy), crazy man (crazy man)
Crazy man (you crazy), crazy man (you crazy)
Crazy man (you crazy), crazy man (you crazy)

I pull up lit, park the car on the curb, hop out with the shit
Who this is? I don′t know, lil' dude, that nigga a jit
Ain′t 'bout my bitch, pull up here and switch
Dapper cross his head, he ain′t die
Damn, but he still got that twitch

Crazy man, crazy man