Crazy Type Girls

[Intro]
Yeah
I like ‘em a little off
Just my type
(ha, yeah)
[Verse 1]
She call me at 3 a.m.
Says “pick up or I bleed again”
Heart on read, then read again
Screenshots, every DM
Sweet voice, razor in it
Smiles soft, then changes in a minute
“Who’s that girl that you just liked?”
Next thing, keys in the side of my ride
Other one see me and scoff
“Baka, yuck, keep your hands off”
Red cheeks, cold talk, arms crossed
Still stalking every page that I’m on
Says “I hate you, idiot”
But cooks for me, feeds me a little bit
Push me back like “you’re too close”
Next day wearing my hoodie in her pics (yeah)
[Chorus]
Yandere, tsundere, crazy type girls
Act like they hate me, say I’m their world
Fighting, crying, calling my phone
“I’ll cut them all if they don’t leave you alone”
Yandere, tsundere, wild in my bed
Threats in my texts, hearts in red
I should run, but I love that thrill
Guess I’m sick for the girls that could get me killed (woo)
[Verse 2]
Date night, she cute, real quiet
Eyes dark, got a past, won’t try it
Says “it’s fine, I’m not that bad”
But the knife in her bag says “liar”
Other one roast me daily
“Hair dumb, outfit lazy”
But if I’m late, she goes crazy
“I waited two hours, are you crazy?” (yeah you are)
One will cry if I look away
Other will die ‘fore she lets me stray
Both got “our anniversary” saved
For a day I forgot, but they never gave grace
I’m the prize and the victim, both
They the fire and the cigarette smoke
Tell myself “bro, you need help”
Then I text “come through” ‘cause I can’t help myself
[Chorus]
Yandere, tsundere, crazy type girls
Act like they hate me, say I’m their world
Fighting, crying, calling my phone
“I’ll cut them all if they don’t leave you alone”
Yandere, tsundere, wild in my bed
Threats in my texts, hearts in red
I should run, but I love that thrill
Guess I’m sick for the girls that could get me killed (yeah, yeah)

rap, Hard-hitting trap beat with dark glossy synths and booming low end. Male vocals, cocky and animated, weaving tight internal rhymes. Hook opens up with stacked gang shouts, verses stay sparse and punchy. Occasional pitched vocal chops and stuttered ad-libs to underline the “crazy love” theme, energy ramping into each chorus.