[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame](x2) Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go mahfucking crazy
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] I'm a hustler you lazy If you getting money go crazy Ya those streets really raised me Shout out to them 80's babies Shout out to them 90's babies at my concerts jumping up and down going crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy Now yell out fuck you pay me Mosh pit, mosh pit everything in this bitch Most pit, most pit everything in this bitch Brick Sqaud monopoly When I [?] I go crazy One shot, two shots, three shots, fuck it Four shots, five shots, six shots I love it Jump up and down white boys in here [?] don't want to party fuck out of here let's make it clear Fuck up your shoes, fuck up your hair, weed in the air Fuck up the club standing on the chair Spraying champagne cause I really don't care Nominate me hype man of the year
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[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly] Pack so loud that I can't hear nothing (eastside motherfucka) Come to my town see if them boys bluffing Call for the belly on the celly like brrr Pull up to the telly on Pirellis like skrrr [?] tatted on my belly Riding heavy in the Chevy with some felons who can get it White boy black boy all them tats boy Never rap boy that's a fact boy I'm a bad boy not a frat boy Only fuck if that pussy fat boy Love my bitches all my bitches Titties always out no bra my bitches Thirty naked women getting busy in the kitchen Whole crib smelling like Popeye's chicken Now what I say, fuck them boys that ain't down with my squad Middle finger up give a fuck about y'all Fuck them boys that ain't down with my squad Got a hundred motherfuckers outside your yard