text: Fatality
  Whoo Kid
  Woo
  What the fuck?
  Bricksquad
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go motherfuckin crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go motherfuckin crazy
  Im a hustler, you lazy 
  If you getting money go crazy 
  Yeah, those streets really raised me 
  Shout out to them 80s babies 
  Shout out to them 90s babies 
  At my concerts jumping up and down
  Going crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
  Now yell out, Fuck you, pay me!
  Mosh pit, mosh pit everything in this bitch 
  Most pit, most pit everything in this bitch
  Brick Sqaud monopoly
  When I drink Fireball I go crazy
  One shot, two shot, three shot, fuck it
  Four shot, five shot, six shots, I love it
  Jump up and down white boys in here 
  Chug on a beer
  Dont want to party fuck out of here 
  Lets make it clear
  Fuck up your shoes, fuck up your hair, weed in the air 
  Fuck up the club standing on the chair 
  Spraying champagne cause I really dont care 
  Nominate me hype man of the year 
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go motherfuckin crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go motherfuckin crazy
  Pack so loud that I cant hear nothing 
  Come to my town, see if them boys bluffin
  Call for the belly on the celly like b-r-r
  Pull up to the telly on Pirellis like sk-r-r
  Locals Only tatted on my belly
  Riding heavy in the Chevy with some felons who can get it 
  White boy, Black boy all them tats boy
  Never rat, boy, thats a fact, boy
  Im a bad boy not a frat boy
  Only fuck if that pussy fat boy 
  Love my bitches all my bitches
  Titties always out no bra my bitches 
  Thirty naked women getting busy in the kitchen 
  Whole crib smelling like Popeyes chicken 
  Now what I say, fuck them boys that aint down with my squad 
  Middle finger up give a fuck about yall 
  Fuck them boys that aint down with my squad
  Got a hundred motherfuckers outside your yard
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go motherfuckin crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy
  Go crazy, go crazy, go motherfuckin crazy