[Chorus: Yeat]

Brazy, brazy, know you want to talk when you get crazy, crazy

Know you done walked in, nothin' but lazy, lazy (Yeah, we got the crew outside)

Know you want this whip, you get Mercedes (Yeah, we got them guns outside)

[Verse 1: Yeat]

Heard that you doin' what the Illuminati told ya (Yeah)

Heard that you doin' just what everybody told ya

Yeah, my I'm on this bean like the way I like it, over

One pill, two pill, three pill, I'm sober (Brazy)

I've been geekin' all week, Birkin bag motif (Yeah)

I've been geekin' all week, place your bets on three (Yeah)

Piss on your head when you're playin' on me (Brazy)

My wrist like to talk, yеah, it like to speak (Yeah)

Book bag, book bag, rеadin' all these books, man (Ayy, these books)

We gon' get you killed, yeah, your new ho is a trash bag (Ooh, yeah)

Sever all my ties, sever all my lies (Brazy, brazy)

Burst on the 5, when I'm on the 5 (What's that? What's that?)

Yeah, 195 on the 105 (Ooh, ooh)

Yeah, how you think I can't when I never try?

Uh, tuck you in yo' bed, you a baby (What?)

Leave everybody on read, think I'm crazy (They think I'm–, they think I'm–)

Give pills to a junkie, leave 'em crazy (I think I'm–, I think I'm–)

In the way, don't lead nobody lazy (Yeah)

Say you love me, but I know that you hate me (Oh), and for good reason

I been poppin' out every week, new Four Seasons

Only need one bell on the songs, they know I mean it

Yeah, you know how I talk when I get like this, you know I'm fiendin'

[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo]

Brazy, brazy, know you want to talk when you get crazy, crazy

Know you done walked in, nothin' but lazy, lazy

Know you want this whip, you get Mercedes (Woo, woo, woo)

Brazy, brazy (Woo), know you want to talk when you get crazy, crazy (Woo, woo, woo)

Know you done walked in (Woo, woo), nothin' but lazy, lazy (Go crazy)

Know you want this whip, you get Mercedes (Go crazy, gang, go brazy, gang, brazy)

[Verse 2: Quavo]

Huh, all black ski mask, bitch, I'm feelin' all geeked, think I'm Yeat (Geek)

I be fuckin' your bitch, she let me skeet on her sheets (Soo)

Shawty be ragin', get these brazy kids out the streets (Ragin')

Elliot diamonds, this a different shine, this shit ain't cheap (Shine)

Brand new Mercedes, I go brazy in the Brabus (That's brazy)

Lil' bro still outside, I call him rager (The rager, gang, yeah)

I'ma go brazy, strap on me like the Navy (For real)

Still like to play with them chopsticks, I'm Asian (Brrt)

Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout none, they talkin' 'bout none-yun (They talk 'bout nothin')

I'ma stack my chips and count up these Funyuns (These Funyuns)

Smokin' out the pen, you can have the onion (Yes, sir)

I been goin' brazy for ten summers (We geeked), you know what I'm sayin'?

[Chorus: Yeat]

Brazy, brazy, know you want to talk when you get crazy, crazy

Know you done walked in, nothin' but lazy, lazy

Know you want this whip, you get Mercedes (Yeah, we got them guns outside)

[Outro: Yeat]

Brazy, brazy

Brazy, brazy

Brazy, brazy

Brazy, brazy