Worst thing you could call someone is
Crazy
Yeah
Worst thing I could call you is
Baby
Worst thing you could call someone is
Crazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Worst thing you could call someone is
Crazy
Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Worst thing I could call you is
Baby
I got cuts on my wrist (Cuts)
I got a blade full of regrets (Blade, oh, oh)
She live a life full of sin
She got a cup full of secrets (Oh, ah)
Flock by flock, drink by drink
Sip by sip, spliffs I smoke
I’m still here, alone in here (Ah)
Line by line, inch by inch
Thoughts you think
Got you all locked in here
So alone in here
Got you going
Crazy
Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah (Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Crazy
Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah (Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby, oh
Look, girl, you made it (Girl, look at your ladies)
You were almost an A-list (Girl, I got you faded)
But you come slide when you need me ( when you see me, ah)
Got tequila dreams
She keep drugs on the counter, can’t fight pain (Troubling me)
Hit the strip, make a stack, co that shit nightly (Yeah)
Baddest bitch walkin’ in but she got a mask
She don’t want anybody else know she been going
Crazy
Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah (Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Crazy
Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah (Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby
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