Mad Man Lyrics

To much money in these jeans I'm just wondering what a bitch do

Hi-chew

Blow yo ass like sum mf tissue

What's the issue

Roll em up, break em down like a swisher

You want some smoke with who

I'm smoking you

Show yo ass what this choppa do

Mad man I was born to shoot

Dead man Imma punish you

Heavy smoker so I'm smoking you

Dead man imma punish you

So I'm cross town on my east side shit

With a glock fully loaded with my east side bitch

If you notice I ain't said nothing but east side shit

Every trap jumping out the gym like mosh pits

Told my bro to bring me hoes and he brought me back six

All this cappin in these statuses it's making me sick

Really fuck with shawty, but she use me for dick

Ain't nun in these jeans, but some racks and this blick

Ain't nun in this blunt, but sum ummm

To much money in these jeans I'm just wondering what a bitch do

Hi-chew

Blow yo ass like sum mf tissue

What's the issue

Roll em up, break em down like a swisher

You want some smoke with who

I'm smoking you

Show yo ass what this choppa do

To much money in these jeans I'm just wondering what a bitch do

Hi-chew

Blow yo ass like sum mf tissue

What's the issue

Roll em up, break em down like a swisher

You want some smoke with who

I'm smoking you

Show yo ass what this choppa do

Show yo ass what this choppa do

Show yo ass where his mama stay

Drilling shit we ain't never late

Smoking opps straight to the face

Fucked the bit, then I fucked her face

Smoking opps straight to the face

East side, 620, pak nigga

Where yo pak jit

We get them racks jit

Kick it in, flip the room, and flip the mattress

I ain't no actor, real deal, not no actress

I ain't no actor, real deal, not no actress

To much money in these jeans I'm just wondering what a bitch do

Hi-chew

Blow yo ass like sum mf tissue

What's the issue

Roll em up, break em down like a swisher

You want some smoke with who

I'm smoking you

Show yo ass what this choppa do