Hundreds fifties
They rain from the ceiling
She with the shit
Look in my eyes when she pick it up
Get to making it clap
You ain’t thick enough
She just came through the door
With that load on her
Before u know it she throwing back
It all started with no strings attached
If I’m driving that face in my lap
I ain't hiding
Can’t take this shit no longer
We be fucking
Know I take control of her
Grab her throat
I be putting that hold on her
On the dick Mona Lisa
She painted it white
Before we know it
She’ll be spending the night
Panties to the side
Legs in the sky
In her guts like a plumber
She squeezing the pipe
First I couldn’t decide
That pussy made up my mind
Ima make her go crazy
Ima make her go crazy
Naw
Ima make her go
Crazy
Yeah ima make her go
Crazy
That money make her go crazy
That molly make her go crazy
Bet Ima make her go crazy
That money make her go crazy
That molly make her go crazy
Bet Ima make her go crazy
Naw
Ima make her go
Crazy
Yeah Ima make her go
Crazy
I know that money makes her go crazy
That molly make her go crazy
But Ima make her go crazy
She’s a fiend for the bean
Cream machine
Get to going to work off a percocet
She's the flyest
Fuck her on a jet
Give the pussy to you
Just won’t know what to do with it
But she give it to me
When she wanting it deep
Already prepared for the eulogy
Not to mention that
She brought a friend with her
But we fucking
Just like it’s just you and me
But please don’t tell me
That you love me
All I know is hate
Probably take it the wrong way
I was raised with snakes
Not trying to say it’s your fault
Cause I’m the one blame
Just know you won’t be the same
Cause
Ima make her go crazy
Ima make her go crazy
Naw
Ima make her go
Crazy
Yeah ima make her go
Crazy
That money make her go crazy
That molly make her go crazy
Bet Ima make her go crazy
That money make her go crazy
That molly make her go crazy
Bet Ima make her go crazy
Naw
Ima make her go
Crazy
Ima make her go
Crazy
I know that money makes her go crazy
That molly make her go crazy
But Ima make her go crazy