Huh?

Why y'all gotta be mad at me?

Mustard on the beat, ho

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Top down, shirt open 'cause I'm hot now

100K for the smile, quit the hatin' when we come 'round

And they all bet we gon' stop

It only wears up when we go

We don't get enough, no, no

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Okay

Know your weight, I should motivate, I got more to make

Sorry for the wait, know your place, say she love the taste

Y'all don't wanna race, my new whip straight from outer space

New bitch bad, yours outta shape

I know why they mad, 'cause they down bad

She call you her nigga, but she call me daddy

Wonder why I'm always posting' shit I'm buyin', laughin'

You be posted up in IG, sad

Puff, puff, pass, shawty so bad

Had to get her number, she had so much ass

Give good brain, but she don't go to class

Drink it out the bottle, she don't want no glass

My bankroll's bigger than your mans (Yeah, yup)

My watch look sicker than your mans (Yeah, yup)

If I ain't take time just to flex girl, I wouldn't be the nigga that I am

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Top down, shirt open 'cause I'm hot now

100K for the smile, quit the hatin' when we come 'round

And they all bet we gon' stop

It only wears up when we go

We don't get enough, no, no

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

[Megan Thee Stallion:]

I'm poppin' tags, I ain't taggin' hoes

Rich, what I'm mad for?

I don't wanna fight, but if you runnin' up, then I'm draggin' hoes

Why you think I want you, boo? Who the fuck you talkin' to?

I would never ever fuck a nigga who would fuck with you

Bitch, I'm expensive, my hair and nails cost a ticket

You wanna fuck with me, book me, you talking' shit, but ain't at me

And I ain't droppin' no addy, you can't know where I live

I got a whole lot of cheese and I don't need rats at the crib

I'm a bad bitch, and you a mad bitch

Put the baddest bitch next to Megan, I make her average

Bitch, I'm in a drop-top coupe goin' fastest

The rich nigga skrrt behind me, I'ma but my back in

I got him real heated, I know he wanna fuck me, but I only let him eat it

And every time he send a long text, I never read it

I see how hard she tryin', but your girl will never beat me

Ah, mwah

[Ty Dolla $ig:n]

Top down, shirt open 'cause I'm hot now

100K for the smile, quit the hatin' when we come 'round

And they all bet we gon' stop

It only wears up when we go

We don't get enough, no, no

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?

Why you mad at us, mad at us?