Why You Mad?

Aye aye aye aye Haha Mane you already know what the fuck going on You know what I'm talkin' bout Whole lotta Secondhand shit Left wrist dancing like a muhfuckin' Beat Your Feet King off bucks You know what I'm talkin' bout Yeah Gettin' money every day just like monopoly Bad bitch rollin' weed while she toppin' me Rockin' Gucci got your baby momma Prada me Tryna fit like twenty bands up in these Prada jeans Had to get it out the mud, ain't no apologies Man they killed my brother Lano, shit still bother me That's why everywhere I go, it gotta ride with me Niggas hating, but them niggas still ain't slide on me Bust it open baby show me what it's hitting fo' Way she suck a nigga off, must be a nympho Gettin' money, but baby I gots to get mo' Make that money do a trick, I'm talkin' flip mode Couple niggas switched up on me but the money didn't Never get the windows tinted, you can see who in it Bitch I'm him, you see me winnin' ain't no competition If it ain't about that money, ain't no conversation nigga Why you mad? Why you mad? Get off yo ass and get a bag Yeah Make it stack, yeah my nigga make it last Why you mad? Why you mad? Get off yo ass and get a bag Yeah Make it stack, yeah my nigga make it last I done bought too many cars It's time to purchase some land Bitch I do what I want You just do what you can Wake up early in the morning Finna count up these bands Man don't worry bout them haters Go and get you a bag Iont want no drama with a nigga I like gwalla But nigga disrespect, you might not make it to manana Why you worried bouta bitch, you need be worry bout your dollars Ever since I can remember I been poppin' my collar Finna slide uptown Just to cop me some gas Bad bitch on the southside I hit it and dash Then I'm back on Benning Road Finna check me a trap Yeah the mayor of my city Bitch I'm runnin' for that When that pack touchdown You know I'm running back Everything I speak is trill Really livin' these raps You niggas is wack Need a feature, know I'm gon' tax Your bitch on her back She get it then she bring them racks Why you mad? Why you mad? Get off yo ass and get a bag Yeah Make it stack, yeah my nigga make it last Why you mad? Why you mad? Get off yo ass and get a bag Yeah Make it stack, yeah my nigga make it last And there you have it Secondhand Recordings and all that there You know what I'm talkin' bout See these niggas in the parking lot Niggas don't say shit Niggas be quiet mane Bitch ass niggas mane You know what I'm talkin' bout But we worried bout gettin' that money, gettin' that bag, runnin' that shit up Get a check you know what I'm talkin' bout Secondhand on everything Believe that Aye aye aye