MAD ILL ft. FN Lyrics

She something like a maid

That bitch pulled to my house like "What you need today?"

Shorty wanna come up to my room like "lead the way"

We might have to pull up on him told that bitch bring me to the Kay

We been jumping off of gates ain't really worried about the jakes

Fronting on my twin thats why them other niggas dead

I can't really hear them give a fuck about what they said

Don't be thinking about your life like heres' a perky for your head

We all in here feeling good cause everybody takin meds

She said "Take me on a date"

I cant do it baby I ain't getting paid

Like bone on bone collision bitch I put in pain

Brain new chopstick bust your brain

Your bitch wanna drink me but my last name ain't Minute Maid

I swear I cannot kick it with you bitch because i am not Johnny Cage

The way I beat that pussy up said I'm a dog throw me in a cage

Hopped off the flight shit crashed in the jungle now I'm rocking with the apes

Off of mad pills

You ain't poppin perks you off a advil

Shorty sucked me up like she got mad skill

Rocking animals like "is yo bag real?"

Yea im about a bag still

Mad meds, Mad Heals

Mans Dead, Mad kills

Two cups, Ack still

Why they gotta act real?

Chopper sneeze at you (Achoo)

They think I'm the bad dude

Niggas mad at who?

Big sauce Ragu

Its a DOA cause bitch we EBK

I catch a O.P.P i make one call they clearing it with the Kay

Nowadays it ain't no real no more cause niggas fake

Niggas undercover changing on they brother fifty shades of snake

I was just up under now I bring thunder i could make it rain

She seen them hundreds she trynna fuck I was just "cuz" other day

Bitch get out my face

New Glocks and switches I just went copped a baby drake

Thats the only way