Yung Drippy - Drove Me Crazy (Outro) Lyrics

Yeah
You drove me crazy and I didn't know what I was doing wrong
Like, fuck that shit, brodie hop in the stu start makin' a song
When I'm feelin' bad, I can call on my mom
Watch how I ball like Ethan and Dom
Shorty makin' it hot, I told her, keep it calm
I was at work, I ain't even go to prom
Wait, my grandmother told me you don't wanna listen, lil' bro, that's the problem
I seen so many niggas start to fade away, then I cut em all off like Alam
And I gotta stay on my grind, cause I know one day I'ma blow shit up like a bomb
Take my hand, baby, touch my palms
Live life to the fullest, we ain't here for long
Okay, I gotta bust down wrist
I don't even trust my bitch
Just stick to the plan, bro we tryna get rich
Run it back like Marshawn Lynch
Nigga tried to up that Glock, but nobody flinched
Why these niggas be hatin' that shit so cringe
And I'm workin' hard, so I'm always gon' win, oh yeah
Can somebody pass me a Glock with a flare
Bitch just get up and leave, I don't care
Thirty songs, one album, I've been on a tear
Ten toes, I don't need no chair
I'm the Swuul Gang Pope, I'm about to run for mayor
Bro says the opps outside, where?
And this Hennessy got me stuck
So I poured four wok in a pear
You drove me crazy and I didn't know what I was doing wrong
Like, fuck that shit, brodie hop in the stu start makin' a song
When I'm feelin' bad, I can call on my mom
Watch how I ball like Ethan and Dom
Shorty makin' it hot, I told her, keep it calm
I was at work, I ain't even go to prom
Wait, my grandmother told me you don't wanna listen, lil' bro, that's the problem
I seen so many niggas start to fade away, then I cut em all off like Alam
And I gotta stay on my grind, cause I know one day I'ma blow shit up like a bomb
Take my hand, baby, touch my palms
Live life to the fullest, we ain't here for long

Yeah
You drove me crazy and I didn't know what I was doing wrong
Like, fuck that shit, brodie hop in the stu start makin' a song
When I'm feelin' bad, I can call on my mom
Watch how I ball like Ethan and Dom
Shorty makin' it hot, I told her, keep it calm
I was at work, I ain't even go to prom
Wait, my grandmother told me you don't wanna listen, lil' bro, that's the problem
I seen so many niggas start to fade away, then I cut em all off like Alam
And I gotta stay on my grind, cause I know one day I'ma blow shit up like a bomb
Take my hand, baby, touch my palms
Live life to the fullest, we ain't here for long
Okay, I gotta bust down wrist
I don't even trust my bitch
Just stick to the plan, bro we tryna get rich
Run it back like Marshawn Lynch
Nigga tried to up that Glock, but nobody flinched
Why these niggas be hatin' that shit so cringe
And I'm workin' hard, so I'm always gon' win, oh yeah
Can somebody pass me a Glock with a flare
Bitch just get up and leave, I don't care
Thirty songs, one album, I've been on a tear
Ten toes, I don't need no chair
I'm the Swuul Gang Pope, I'm about to run for mayor
Bro says the opps outside, where?
And this Hennessy got me stuck
So I poured four wok in a pear
You drove me crazy and I didn't know what I was doing wrong
Like, fuck that shit, brodie hop in the stu start makin' a song
When I'm feelin' bad, I can call on my mom
Watch how I ball like Ethan and Dom
Shorty makin' it hot, I told her, keep it calm
I was at work, I ain't even go to prom
Wait, my grandmother told me you don't wanna listen, lil' bro, that's the problem
I seen so many niggas start to fade away, then I cut em all off like Alam
And I gotta stay on my grind, cause I know one day I'ma blow shit up like a bomb
Take my hand, baby, touch my palms
Live life to the fullest, we ain't here for long