Song I Know What Make A Girl Go Crazy Lyrics – Young Thug

I Know What Make A Girl Go Crazy Lyrics

[Young Thug:]

Yeah, shinin’ hard ’cause we back up (Back up)

Rose gold from your neck up (Young BL$$D, boy, you saucin’)

You know s^^t gon’ get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)

Pop an X pill like we Malcolm (Young BL$$D, boy, you saucin’), yeah

(BL$$D)

[Future:]

I’m in a relationship with all my b^^ches, yeah

I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help

I got some bad tings, I want her to myself

Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help

I know how to make the girls go crazy

When you treat her like your number one baby

Put my b^^ches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis

Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me

[Future:]

No baby, your collection, won’t stand for it

You know you’re in relationship with all us

I get a few texts a day sayin’, “It’s all yours”

I got a few states on speed dial like good drugs

[Young Thug:]

Get in your bag, uh, yeah, get in your bag, uh

Hundred new purse for a brat, uh

Comin’ down the street, new Jag (Skrrt)

Turbo b^^ch ’bout to drag, n^^ga had M’s ‘fore ass

Got a brand new b^^ch, who that?

Rock the flooded AP, all black

[Future:]

White toes, get me a tan, cocaine, killing time

All b^^ch wanna do is shine, Audemars, pick which kind

I made you a starter, you went from a dime to a quarter

I Chico DeBarge it, I’m leaving that loud in apartments, yeah

[Young Thug:]

Don’t play with a sergeant (Ah), I’m ready to spoil it (Ah)

[Future:]

She suck on my d^^k (Yeah), I’m hidin’ in the closet (Uh)

I’m higher than the moon, three mil’ in the room

You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons

[Young Thug:]

Shinin’ hard ’cause we back up (Back up)

Rose gold from your neck up (Yeah)

You know s^^t gon’ get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)

Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey

[Future:]

I’m in a relationship with all my b^^ches, yeah

I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help

I got some bad tings, I want her to myself

Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help

I know how to make the girls go crazy

When you treat her like your number one baby

Put my b^^ches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis

Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me

[Future:]

I don’t do jet-skis, give me the yacht please

I made you queen status, check out my lean status

I’m in a relationship with all my b^^ches, yeah

I put my d^^k inside her mouth before she left

[Young Thug:]

Yeah, I built relationships with all my b^^ches, yes

I put my d^^k right in her mouth before she act

I got your b^^ch in a backpack

I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack

[Future:]

I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room

Got a penthouse in the back, it ain’t my main room

Tamika, Jo and Porsche they kept it silent

That’s the only reason I let ’em fly private

[Young Thug:]

Shinin’ hard ’cause we back up (Back up)

Rose gold from your neck up (Yeah)

You know s^^t gon’ get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)

Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey

[Future:]

I’m in a relationship with all my b^^ches, yeah

I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help

I got some bad tings, I want her to myself

Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help

I know how to make the girls go crazy

When you treat her like your number one baby

Put my b^^ches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis

Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me