Lyrics» Gucci Mane – Drove U Crazy ft. Bryson Tiller

[Intro]

Gucci tiller Brr Brr Brr

[Verse 1 – Gucci Mane]

Pull up in a lamb, it’ll drive you crazy Had to cut her off cause the b***h too lazy

She wanna ride the wave, but my waves too wavy

And your car too slow need to drive Miss Daisy Jumped out the feds like “F**k You, pay me”

Got her foaming mouth like the b***h got rabies

Got me running out the spot Like the spot got rabies

Cause I’m so much different then (?) Smiling in the camera like b***h I made it Big Guwop got the whole club faded Got a (?) and my ex b***h hating Tell me how you feel when you see me skating Nah don’t call me baby We ain’t finna go to the mall Mrs. Lady Standing tall Mrs. Lady like can you take it all Mrs. Lady Can you take if off Mrs. Lady Never get a love like this Never ever ever meet a thig like this

Never met a plug like this Never seen a n***a in the club like this Never hug like this Never pour Ace of Spades in the club like this Never got drunk like this Or beat from the back on the rug like this

[Hook/Chorus – Bryson Tiller]

Talk about how crazy I drove you Talk about how crazy you drove me Talk about them favors you owe me Talk about them lies you told me Talk about them colors you showed me

Talk about how crazy I drove you Talk about how crazy you drove me Talk about them favors you owe me Talk about them lies you told me

[Verse 2 – Bryson Tiller]

Aye like mama say she f**k me tough yet Aye like mama say she f**k me tough yet Her ex boyfriend cut deep Young tiller in the cut yeah Aye, Young tiller going up yeah At your head upper cut with it yeah

Still on the m***********g come up Child already know where I’m from yeah Straight from the 502 hey, southside dirty crew hey Now they watch all my moves hey Everything little thing that I do and say My old chick said she wanna get closure She wanna get closer I just think she want some exposure Tell people how crazy I drove her Tell people all the dreams I sold her I said you cannot live on my shoulder Already got too many burders most of them give to my attorney Got too many n****s in my face now This ain’t the time or place now This for my n****s that stay down F**k all you n****s wanna hate now

[Hook/Chorus – Bryson Tiller]

Talk about how crazy I drove you Talk about how crazy you drove me Talk about them favors you owe me Talk about them lies you told me Talk about them colors you showed me Talk about how crazy I drove you Talk about how crazy you drove me Talk about them favors you owe me Talk about them lies you told me

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