Letters to the IRS Lyrics

He said I told you I was workin' late girl you just didn't hear me

She's a coworker of mine who just happens to sit near me

So boy, what's that fake nail in your car?

That bill for cosmos from the bar?

When you and I both know you drink straight whiskey

He said it's a full moon baby

It always makes you crazy

Oh, I'll show you crazy

I wrote a letter to the IRS told 'em you don't pay your taxes

Sent a message on instagram now I'm friends with all your exes

And you might think I'm losin' it well maybe

But you ain't seen nothing yet

I'll show you crazy

He said that he was outta town bad service at his hotel

But he swiped right on my fake account

Now he's got a hot date with himself

How many girls have lost their minds

Looking for clues like the FBI

Tryna find out if you're hooking up with someone else

I told the pastor at your church you got a drinkin' problem

I changed all your passwords, good luck tryna solve 'em

And you might think I'm losin' it well maybe

But you ain't seen nothing yet

I'll show you crazy

He said why you being so crazy

Oh I'll show you crazy

I wrote your number on the men's room stall and said call me for a good time

Hit the bank and blew it all high rolling in Vegas on your dime

And you might think I'm losin' it well maybe

But you ain't seen nothing yet

I'll show you crazy

And you might think I'm losin' it well maybe

But you ain't seen nothing yet

I'll show you crazy

No you ain't seen nothing yet

I'll show you crazy