[Intro] It's 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, you need to drive Miss Daisy Jumped out the feds like "f** 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 the n***a you dated Smiling in the camera like b**h I made it Big Guwop got the whole club faded Got a b**h so bad and my ex b**h hatin' Tell me how you feel when you see me skatin' Nah don't call me baby We ain't finna go to the mall Ms. Lady Standing tall Ms. Lady like can you take it all Ms. Lady Can you take if off Ms. Lady Never get a love like this Never ever ever meet a thug 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 tub like this Never got drunk like this Or beat from the back on the rug like this [Hook: 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 Talk about them lies you told me Talk about true colors you showed me Talk about them Talk about how crazy I drove you Talk about how crazy you drove me Talk about them favors you owe me
Talk about them Talk about them lies you told me Talk about true colors you showed me Talk about them [Verse 2: Bryson Tiller] Aye lil mama say she f** me tough yeah Aye lil mama say she f** me tough yeah Her ex boyfriend's words cut deep Aye, Young Tiller in the cut, yeah Aye, Young Tiller goin' up, yeah At your head with it upper cut with it, yeah I'm Still on the motherf**in' come up But y'all already know where I'm from, yeah Straight from the 502 hey, Southside Dirty I 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 I think she just 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 I already got too many burdens Most of them give to my attorney I got too many n***as in my face now This ain't the time nor place now This for my n***as that stay down f** all you n***as that wanna hate now [Hook: 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