Mad Again Lyrics

Two hundred block shit

We got like two hundred glocks bitch

Nigga play get his ass popped

Yeahhhh

Only us in this motherfucker

Had to separate the real from the fake

Yeah

I'm back on they ass again, they done made me mad again

I done got my shit together, fuck it I can rap again

I ain't have shit I came up vacuum sealing packages and trafficking

I be cutting up for my niggas stuck inside maximum

We turnt up the city police tryna say we racketeering

They know I get mad I make a pussy nigga disappear

Savage like I'm Sammy the Italian before he ratted

If I want it done, I'ma make it happen

It took steps to get to where I'm at, ain't no turning back

Fuck a silver spoon I ran my shit up all the way from scratch

Real trapper nigga I can get a bail to wherever you at

Plus they know I'm solid I get jammed and I won't tell em nan

In love with my Glock I bought her a makeover

50 and a switch up on that bitch I'm tryna push a nigga face over

Mastermind I switch towns to execute a takeover, I ran it up

Handlers man you can't name one nigga that played with us and still alive

Only hit her once she want me stay with her she mesmerized

Trapping but the way I live my life it should be televised

Popping, every time I pop outside, they say my name a hundred times

I ain't lying

I'm back on they ass again, they done made me mad again

I done got my shit together, fuck it I can rap again

I ain't have shit I came up vacuum sealing packages and trafficking

I be cutting up for my niggas stuck inside maximum

We turnt up the city police tryna say we racketeering

They know I get mad I make a pussy nigga disappear

Savage like I'm Sammy the Italian before he ratted

If I want it done, I'ma make it happen

Make me mad I'll buss your ass like I'm your daddy

Catch him out in traffic, red light him, hop out let that nigga have it

I be fly as hell, you can tell that I do fraud or I be trapping

But, I be cutting up, it be hard to tell that I ain't used to have it

Free the bros, they down the road, I'm buying phones for em

Extortion he a bully he'll fuck round pull a strong arm

They like how you got rich off of grass without a lawn mower

Overlapping niggas in the trap, I got the game inside the arm bar

I was at the bottom of the bottom of this shit I had to go hard

Now I'm going crazy in this shit, I feel like Gohan

They know I'm the one, however it's going

I handle the business, Ima get it done, yeah

I'm back on they ass again, they done made me mad again

I done got my shit together, fuck it I can rap again

I ain't have shit I came up vacuum sealing packages and trafficking

I be cutting up for my niggas stuck inside maximum

We turnt up the city police tryna say we racketeering

They know I get mad I make a pussy nigga disappear

Savage like I'm Sammy the Italian before he ratted

If I want it done, I'ma make it happen