Crazy Remix
[Verse 1: P Money]
Let me be honest
You're unknown rude girl
I never beat on it
It ain't gonna work like any guy
Telling me it's cool to have black cars with a green bonnet
You spoilt the cake 'cause you leaned on it
There's no tomorrow I don't wanna sleep on it
Go get a life or remove me from it
I swear down you're

[Hook: Craiigg & (Little Dee)]
Driving me crazy
There ain't nothing else to find
You keep fucking with my mi-i-i-i-ind
You're driving me crazy (whoo)
I ain't tryna make you scared (nah)
I just wondered if you ca-a-a-a-ared (haha)
(Listen) She's driving me crazy

[Verse 2: Little Dee]
She drives me crazy
We argue, fighting daily
She's my type of lady (she is!)
And I don't know why
But I can't let go of those fights
She knows it too
So I gotta hold it too
But her mind ain't straight, she's so confused
She can't wait for the trip to Egypt (ha)
And I find her 'cause I did the deepest
But she does some fucked up things
And I phone again like "you fucked up things"
And it's always my fault
And it's like she don't wanna hear
When I talk, but I'm flying out
I need a break, goodbye for now
I'm signing out (ha!)
Miss me lots, I'm off to Napa
That's pissed her off (so what?!)
[Hook: Craiigg]
You're driving me crazy
There ain't nothing else to find
You keep fucking with my mi-i-i-i-ind
You're driving me crazy
I ain't tryna make you scared
I just wondered if you ca-a-a-a-ared
You're driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
You're driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
You're driving me crazy

[Verse 3: P Money]
It's so simple but you don't get it
Stop calling me for sympathy 'cause you won't get it
Texting me saying that you feel sick, drama queen
Slash bitch, I'll text you straight back, don't beg it
You're so pathetic, all the love talk's gas
Don't think it'll work 'cause I won't let it
You're a mad beg it, even your dad said it
I won't loan you my heart, you got bad credit

[Hook: Craiigg]
You're driving me crazy
There ain't nothing else to find
You keep fucking with my mi-i-i-i-ind
You're driving me crazy
I ain't tryna make you scared
I just wondered if you ca-a-a-a-ared
You're driving me crazy
[Verse 4: P Money]
I'm in the booth making labels wanna sign me up
There's no reception but you still text and nipe it up
Like "who the hell you on the phone to?
Why you parring it when I phone you?"
That stuff winds me up
'Cause I weren't even on the phone, I was in the booth (rah)
Now you're kissing up your teeth like it weren't the truth (cool)
Telling me I do this and do that
Relating it to past arguments like I'm always hurting you (gas)
Bun you blud, it's cool
I'm looking at my phone like look at this fool
Said you don't wanna speak, but you see my SBTV
Now I got 24 missed calls
And you thought you were smart tryna ring me off private
But I passed that exam in school
Div, piss off man I'm single
'Llow it, 'cause you're

[Hook: Craiigg]
Driving me crazy
There ain't nothing else to find
You keep fucking with my mi-i-i-i-ind
You're driving me crazy
I ain't tryna make you scared
I just wondered if you ca-a-a-a-ared
You're driving me crazy
You're driving me crazy
There ain't nothing else to find
You keep fucking with my mi-i-i-i-ind
You're driving me crazy
I ain't tryna make you scared
I just wondered if you ca-a-a-a-ared
You're driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
You're driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
You're driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
You're driving me crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy