This is a song about "Crazy lobe"

Me my crew are crazy,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Our world, it's crazy

His smile drives me crazy

They say nothings ever free

These girls be so crazy,

We might be back in this baby

Pry ya entire lobe prier to fighting on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Bitch you must be crazy

Rose cases, we pop daily

Just someone totally motherfucking crazy.

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Look okay im crazy

What them tippers don't see