Drove U Crazy (feat. Bryson Tiller)

It's Gucci

Tiller!

Brr Brr Brr

Pull up in a Lamb', it'll drive you crazy

Had to cut her off 'cause the ** too lazy

She wanna ride the wave, but my waves too wavy

And your car too slow, you need to drive Miss Daisy

Jumped out the feds like "Fuck You, pay me"

Got her foaming mouth like the ** got rabies

Got me running out the spot like the spot got raided

'Cause I'm so much different then the ** you dated

Smiling in the camera like ** I made it

Big Guwop got the whole club faded

Got a ** so bad that my ex ** hate it

Tell me how you feel when you see me skatin'

Nah don't call me baby

We ain't finna go to the mall Ms. Lady

Standing tall Ms. Lady like can you can you take it all Ms. Lady

Never get a love like this

Never ever ever meet a thug like this

Never met a plug like this

Never seen a ** in the club like this

Never hug like this

Never pour Ace of Spades in the tub like this

Never got drunk like this

Or beat from the back on the rug like this

What?

Tell 'em how crazy I drove you

Talk about how crazy you drove me

Talk about them favors you owe me

Talk about them

Talk about them lies you told me

Talk about true colors you showed me

Talk about them, what?

Tell 'em how crazy I drove you

Talk about how crazy you drove me

Talk about them favors you owe me

Talk about them

Talk about them lies you told me

Talk about true colors you showed me

Talk about them

Aye lil mama say she ** me tough yeah

Aye lil mama say she ** me tough yeah

Her ex boyfriend's words cut deep

Aye, Young Tiller in the cut, yeah

Aye, Young Tiller goin' up, yeah

At your head with it upper cut, yeah

I'm still on the motherfuckin' come up

But y'all already know where I'm from, yeah

Straight from the 502 hey

Southside Dirty I crew hey

Now they wanna show my moves, hey

Every little thing that I do and say

My old ** said she need closure

I just think she won't get closer

I just think she want some exposure

Tell people how crazy I drove her

Tell people all the dreams I sold her

I'm sorry you cannot lean on my shoulder

I already got too many burdens

Most of them 'bout to give to my attorney

I got too many **s in my face now

This ain't the time nor place now

This for my **s that stay down

** all you **s that wanna hate now

What?

Tell 'em how crazy I drove you

Talk about how crazy you drove me

Talk about them favors you owe me

Talk about them

Talk about them lies you told me

Talk about true colors you showed me

Talk about them, what?

Tell 'em how crazy I drove you

Talk about how crazy you drove me

Talk about them favors you owe me

Talk about them

Talk about them lies you told me

Talk about true colors you showed me

Talk about them