Lyrics
Yo, get the fuck out the way bro
Make me late for fuckin' work
Bro I can't deal with this shit today
Man, it's not my fuckin' week
But goddamnit
I'm going crazy I don't know what I should do
I keep dippin' but you stick to me like glue
Try to listen, but oh they keep coming
I'm going crazy, going crazy, going crazy, I'm going crazy
Yeah, hi, it's Griffiti on the microphone
Ma'am I saw your lights was on it was nice to know you
Now I'm sliding in your open door
Gliding in your corridor, high fiving your labrador
I'm exploring more around back, yeah
How you like the sound of that
Well, I'm white and got to rappin' so I'm actin' like I'm Marshall and it's 3 am
Damn you don't wanna see me then
All I see are dead bodies, elevator to the lobby, murdered all my colleagues
Maybe Imma get employee of the month
After this stunt how the fuck would they confront me
Next Imma smoke an Emily Blunt please
Gettin' capped in America when I unfreeze
But then my thoughts start to clear
Standing there in awe when the all start to cheer like
I'm going crazy I don't know what I should do
I keep dippin' but you stick to me like glue
Try to listen, but oh they keep coming
I'm going crazy, going crazy, going crazy, I'm going crazy
Yeah, hi, it's Griffiti on the track
You never heard me rap man what type of shit is that
Probably think I got a whack flow, not close, take a step back while I run 'em off the map
Man it's actually insane, what happens in my brain
And it feel like Novocaine, numb the pain and grow my reign
But it won't stop anytime soon motherfucker, hittin' my stride just in time for the summer
Imma lay the pipe right like I'm a plumber
Ever since she came you ain't heard nothin' from her
Right now I'm like a lottery pick
The hottest chick, drop dead August and shit, ooh
Didn't mean it but I gotta take the scenic route
Can't afford to take your word for it, need to see the proof
I'm going crazy I don't know what I should do
I keep dippin' but you stick to me like glue
Try to listen, but oh they keep coming
I'm going crazy, going crazy, going crazy, I'm going crazy
Yeah bye, that's the end of the song
Nah, for real, like that's the end of the song
Like I don't know what the fuck you're still doing here bro
Well I mean you could just kinda hang out now
Griffin Grady
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