Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Danny Wolf – Go Crazy Lyrics

Go Crazy Lyrics by Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Danny Wolf

[Hook/Chorus]
You can’t f–k my b—h, she rare
Designer shoes, got every pair
You know she foreign, buy her hair
50 round hunt a n—a like a deer
Bankroll in my Balmains, like some thy pants
I got a fine b—h with a fat a-s
I wake up and drip like the first day of class
I shop in Rodeo, in LA I spazz
I go crazy, n—a, you can’t do it like me
I f—-d your baby, n—a, I ain’t know that was your wifey
You just a hater n—a, really wanna be just like me
Pockets fat and my paper bigger, diamonds they look like a icy

[Verse 1]
Wedding band on me, no wife
Made the trap roll like the dice
I need a cooler, got too much ice
Eat it up, take a slice
I only f—-d her twice
I live a hell of a life
I got red on my bottoms, my top got spikes
My b—h she bad, but she say I look nice
Gotta pray for these n—-s, you know that ain’t right
Strap or the gun, can’t go nowhere without it
Go slap your jeweler, your diamonds is cloudy
Maybach, but my hand like an Audi
Blue cheese, green carats, I want salad
Strawberry rosé-gold, ice cream by the batter
I’m drippin’ on em, like who left on the fountain
Jump on the d–k and she backend bouncing
My weed loud, like I make an announcement

[Hook/Chorus]
You can’t f–k my b—h, she rare
Designer shoes, got every pair
You know she foreign, buy her hair
50 round hunt a n—a like a deer
Bankroll in my Balmains, like some thy pants
I got a fine b—h with a fat a-s
I wake up and drip like the first day of class
I shop in Rodeo, in LA I spazz
I go crazy, n—a, you can’t do it like me
I f—-d your baby, n—a, I ain’t know that was your wifey
You just a hater n—a, really wanna be just like me
Pockets fat and my paper bigger, diamonds they look like a icy

[Verse 2]
My jewellry unlimited, I got unlimited jewellry
Black and white diamonds, Oreo McFlurry
When I whip in the foreign, her mascara perfect
Ion’t wanna f–k with your lil b—h, she ain’t worth it
Bubblegum cookie, I’m drinking that Kirby
That trap spot by the trap, Sunday serving
Oouh, clean like I walk with detergent
Whole brick, curbside service
Yep! Make a p—y n—a nervous
All of my soda get dirty
My b—h mixed up like a swirling
18 carat gold, this ain’t no sterling
Money world killers that get you in Maryland
Hoodrich n—a, you a lil boy larry
Can’t f–k with you n—-s, ’cause you n—-s scary
You ain’t rich, n—a, you get money barely

[Hook/Chorus]
You can’t f–k my b—h, she rare
Designer shoes, got every pair
You know she foreign, buy her hair
50 round hunt a n—a like a deer
Bankroll in my Balmains, like some thy pants
I got a fine b—h with a fat a-s
I wake up and drip like the first day of class
I shop in Rodeo, in LA I spazz
I go crazy, n—a, you can’t do it like me
I f—-d your baby, n—a, I ain’t know that was your wifey
You just a hater n—a, really wanna be just like me
Pockets fat and my paper bigger, diamonds they look like a icy