Why You Mad

You looking sad
Why you mad
I just walked in with two foreign bitches and they bad
I valet the car
You niggas came here in a cab
I just ordered 20 bottles
Put that on my tab
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
I'm in the strip club every night
And I got it bad
Came in here with all my niggas
Bout to spend a bag
Why you tryna cuff a bitch that I already had
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
I been going hard with Czure
We been in the lab
I been rolling hard for two days
I been on the tab
I been killing everything
Man I been in my bag
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
Everybody know what's up when we up in the club
Groupies flocking left and right
And they gon' give it up
I told shawty pop that pussy onetime in the air
This money in my pockets
I'ma throw it the air
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
Still don't got no love for no bitch
Keep flossing your chick
And she the next one on my list
All the youngens that I'm with
They with the shits
Keep on talking
You gon' be the next one that we hit
Let security do as much as try to lay a hand
We gon' fuck security up
I put that on the gang
Shoutouts to my fans
I love 'em all just like my fam
I function with you niggas
Swear i put that on the gang
Yeah
They looking sad
Why they mad
Damn
These niggas looking hella mad
Whoa whoa whoa
Nigga why you mad
Damn you looking sad
Why you mad
I just walked in with two foreign bitches and they bad
I valet the car
You niggas came here in a cab
I just ordered 20 bottles
Put that on my tab
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
I'm in the strip club every night
I got it bad
Came in here with all my niggas
Bout to spend a bag
Why you tryna cuff a bitch that I already had
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
I been going hard with Czure
We been in the lab
I been rolling hard for two days
I been on the tab
I been killing everything
Man I been in my bag
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
Seem like all these niggas looking so concerned
I could teach you a lil' som'thing som'thing
You can learn
I was broke as hell
I had to wait my turn
Now I'm getting money man
Look how the tables turn
Counting through them 100s
Spending money
Let it burn
Yeah
Oh niggas let it burn
Nigga why you mad
You looking sad
Why you mad
I just walked in with two foreign bitches and they bad
I valet the car
You niggas came here in a cab
I just ordered 20 bottles
Put that on my tab
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
I'm in the strip club every night
I got it bad
Came in here with all my niggas
Bout to spend a bag
Why you tryna cuff a bitch that I already had
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad
I been going hard with Czure
We been in the lab
I been rolling hard for two days
I been on the tab
I been killing everything
Man I been in my bag
Yeah
You looking sad
Why you mad



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Writer(s): Babalola Falemi, Oluwaseyi Christian Akerele
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