MadAs Lyrics

(Huh) Rappin

Stackin the money attack it

(Woah) Stagnant

You boys got no motion you backwards

(Huh) Baddest

My bitch walk around with the fatty

(Yeah ass)

(Oh)

I fucked your bitch and I know that you mad as

Get them bags off

I watched the money just stack up

You boys just act tuff

No I ain't worried I mask off

Then I blast off (Yeah)

I got the juice i'm a macker

(Yeah) Trackhawk

Gotta be cautious ain't no lacking

(Yeah) Mack gun

I got a mack gun

It weigh a mack ton

Blast him

I might blast him

This shit ain't for fashion (On god)

But I put that shit on no cappin

He talkin shit push his caps in

We movin gas get the cash in

Niggas dick sucking i'm laughing

(Huh)

(What)

(Yeah)

I do my dance on this hoe

Got your bitch riding in the V and she do it for free

I'm bout to bust down this bitch she a freak met her from W.V.

W.W.E. Flipped all the weed in a week

Movies I made like a G

Two thousand twenty two twenty two three

I couldn't even charge for a feat

Next year might cost you a fee

Ran up this money on feet

Made all my money from beats

You mad bout a bitch just keep that shit P

Look at my wrist

It look like a leak

Quality stones invisible link

Rockin marni it might be alyx

(Huh) Rappin

Stackin the money attack it

(Woah) Stagnant

You boys got no motion you backwards

(Huh) Baddest

My bitch walk around with the fatty

(Clap it Oh) I fucked your bitch and I know that you mad as