Mad Mad Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I got the
MAD MAD
Digits
MAD MAD
Fitted
Hundred thousand
In my bank account
You know I'm
MAD MAD
Ignorant
I got the
MAD MAD
Digits
MAD MAD
Fitted
Hundred thousand
In my bank account
You know I'm
MAD MAD
Ignorant
I got the
Misstep
Watch your legs
Chop them off feed them to the feds
That's what you get
For snitching on my whole clan
I don't take that shit lightly
Peter Pan I never end
Just like the bubonic plague
Nigga I go straight to your chest
What you know about
Stackin some bread?
When you hungry
And you got you a kid?
And nobody there lends a helping hand
Ain't made it out the mud
I made it off a whim
Chip on my shoulder
I'm still stacking chips
I struck out once
Won't strikeout again
Uh
Trying to make dividends
She said can I join your team?
Uh
Well I guess that depends
Gotta do what no other girl can
Uh
I say that in advance
She know how to make
Them big titties dance
Show me the difference
Between a baddie and a fan
She call me daddy
She been wanting to bring her friends
Long as they
Chug this dick
Like nesquik
I say hell yeah
The attitude in my crew
Nothing new we play the field
You already know my name
Run the game you know the deal
I got the
MAD MAD
Digits
MAD MAD
Fitted
Hundred thousand
In my bank account
You know I'm
MAD MAD
Ignorant
I got the
MAD MAD
Digits
MAD MAD
Fitted
Hundred thousand
In my bank account
You know I'm
MAD MAD
Ignorant
I got the
Back then you never saw the big picture
Crafted my craft for you to see
And now you move
Your heads with rhythm
Staying ten toes down
Everybody proud
Shitting on me since the beginning
Ages of lonely nights
Empty stomachs I was driven
Opps
Uh
Won't stop the clock
Uh
Block too damn hot
Uh
Gone shoot my shot
Till my knees drop
But that don't mean it easy though
Last year felt dead inside
This year so pivotal
Woahhhh
Take a step take a step
If you can't do that
Then make sure you take a breath
Everybody say heal your body
But what about your head?
Don't matter if your lonely
Make sure your sanity is left
Oooo
I'm the meanest I'm the cleanest
When it comes to me and the throne
There ain't nothing in between us
Fuck what you heard from the haters
I'm a poet I'm a dreamer
If you say you finna do something
You better fucking mean it uh
Sleeping at the bar
Ooo hush little baby
Moving with no kicks
Work for it I'm too lazy
I got the shooters finest
You know I'm living crazy
May have regrets
Way I move man it don't phase me
MAD MAD digits
MAD bitches
MAD fitted
Aye
Hundred thousand
In my bank you account
You know I'm
MAD MAD Ignorant
I got the
MAD digits
MAD fitted
MAD ignorant
Hundred thousand
In my bank account
You know I'm
MAD MAD Ignorant Ignorant