Mad Random Lyrics

Trouble me with an ulterior motive

Double up because Superior knowing

Double cupping solo, call me tomorrow

Smooth and silky

I be into my mode, I'm a la mode

Show me a photo

Not no pictures in a group I don't want'em

You the cutie or the one in the corner

He a groupie and he here for the moment

You ain't gon' trouble me

I'm a lot to deal with (I'm a lot to deal with)

When you got nothing to do (When you got nothing to do)

And you ain't ever really deal with

A bitch that got a lot to do

Nah, Yeah

And yeah I know you wanna feel things (Know you wanna feel things)

Sometimes I wanna feel'em too (Sometimes I wanna feeler too)

But I don't ever really feel things

I hope you feel the point of view

I'm lit right now

Check up on the time

Look at my wrist right now

Year 2020, so I check my phone

I'ma need a Uber cause I can't drive home

You gon' need to move it cause you act like me

Step into a bag and get a check like me

Only getting head like you a neck like me

Clapping for a nigga like he got litefeet

Oh no

Well I'm past that

Pull up, up on you I wax that

Mrs. Miagi I'm that mastered

Mixing the liquor I'm that plastered

Shut up and drive and don't ask questions

Only because I ain't got answers

Happier knowing we mad laxed

Catching a vibe off a bad rep

You mad random

And I, always

Tell them like them when love is not in my planner got damn it

I don't why they always come around

When they feel that they need somebody

I'm so understanding

Baby let me take walk

Go and walk this liquor off

Only knew you in the hotel

You remember that

Put you in the spotlight

You don't get your just due

She don't do you justice

You can send me just nudes

Hard alcohol, just us and a tough proof

Tough that you only catch the woody til the buzz through

Listen to you your toy story only cause she love you

I was in that spot once

I was looking dumb stupid

Get you to my spot once

Give it to you dumb stupid

Now he acting dumb stupid

Guess the nani dumb stupid.

I can't ever love you and

I'm some trouble you another man

Yeah Yeah

Cause I'm a lot to deal with (I'm a lot to deal with)

When you got nothing to do (When you got nothing to do)

And you ain't ever really deal with (You ain't really ever deal with)

A bitch that got a lot to do

Nah, Nah

I'm past that

Pull up, up on you I wax that

Mrs. Miagi I'm that mastered

Mixing the liquor I'm that plastered

Shut up and drive and don't ask questions

Only because I ain't got answers

Happier knowing we mad laxed

Catching a vibe off a bad rep

You mad random

Mad random

Mad random

You mad random

You mad random

You mad random

You mad random