This is a song about "Crazy girls"

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Shit drivin me crazy,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

We should appreciate the girls

I’m tryna be low key

His smile drives me crazy

Bitch you must be crazy

I’m a hustla, baby

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Others are bein driven crazy

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Your girls head is crazy, she might be sick

Noelle's here to drive me crazy

So high i’m on the ceiling baby