Drove U Crazy Gucci Mane (Ft. Bryson Tiller)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Huh, yeah, it's Gucci!
Tiller! Brr, brr-brr!

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Pull up in a Lam', it'll drive you crazy
Had to cut her off cause the bitch 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, "Fuck you, pay me"
Got her foamin' mouth like the bitch got rabies
Got me runnin' out the spot like the spot got raided
'Cause I'm so much different then the nigga you dated
Smilin' in the camera like, "Bitch, I made it"
Big Guwop got the whole club faded
Got a bitch so bad that my ex bitch hate it
Tell me how you feel when you see me skatin'
Nah, you don't call me baby
We ain't finna go to the mall,Ms. Lady
When you leave me feelin' standin' tall, Ms. Lady
Like can you take it, take it, take it all, 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 nigga 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