This is a song about "How girls are crazy"

Thoughts are crazy on a level never settled in my conscience

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Murdered every bod from my squad

Those guys who were fucking the hottest girls are guys who girls now fucking despise,

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Listening to aston martin music music

Your girls head is crazy, she might be sick

It's crazy how he does it, comes through smooth, no rubbers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Even if i ever leave now

Your friends are left wondering how