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Crazy
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Hip-Hop
Crazy was released on July 15, 2026 by 8K Distribution LLC as a part of the album Crazy - Single
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Release DateJuly 15, 2026
Label8K Distribution LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
8K
8K
Rap
BluFly
BluFly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
8K
8K
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tree
Tree
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
What's up?
What's up?
I could take you 'cross the world if you want it, you go get it
Your ex-**** showed the bands, he ain't never spend it
Fine dining on the regular, I be out here real crazy
Yeah, you got a pretty face and nice waist, but can you bless it?
I ain't into petty tricking, but I'm thinking
'Bout some ways that you could pay the kid
We could run it up and get a crib where there no neighbors is
And I ain't barking, I ain't talking, I could pop it
Bankroll with all fifties in my pocket, ugh
Fresh as fuck, but if you try me, meet a slug
A hundred bottles, two sexies in the club
She in her feelings, I'm just tryna get a nut
I don't even know her name, got me filling up her cup
I ain't laying with you, I ain't playing with you, I ain't staying with you
If we popping off, you better know you got the man with you
And I ain't fronting, I ain't nothing like them other ****
You loyal to me, I'll probably buy the whole world
I could take you 'cross the world if you want it, you go get it
Your ex-**** showed the bands, he ain't never spend it
Fine dining on the regular, I be out here real crazy
Yeah, you got a pretty face and nice waist, but can you bless it?
I ain't into petty tricking, but I'm thinking
'Bout some ways that you could pay the kid
We could run it up and get a crib where there no neighbors is
And I ain't barking, I ain't talking, I could pop it
Bankroll with all fifties in my pocket, ugh
Couple shots, give me brain, had me brain crazy
Third generation joint, I'm a gang baby
I'm a living legend, ****, on momma, I'ma kiss
They gon' hate it, I come rich, really on the wrist
Jumping out the whip, I'm the shit, **** sick
Went to sleep fresh as fuck, I forgot to take a pic
I ain't work, but I woke up to a ten, that's a glitch
You would think she cheerleader, I got the bitch doing the splits
I could take you 'cross the world if you want it, you go get it
Your ex-**** showed the bands, he ain't never spend it
Fine dining on the regular, I be out here real crazy
Yeah, you got a pretty face and nice waist, but can you bless it?
I ain't into petty tricking, but I'm thinking
'Bout some ways that you could pay the kid
We could run it up and get a crib where there no neighbors is
And I ain't barking, I ain't talking, I could pop it
Bankroll with all fifties in my pocket, ugh
Written by: 8K
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