You MAD!

You a OP and you MAD
Yeah you lame, and you ass BITCH
Where your bread at
That's why you ain't got no cash, BITCH

Cause' I'm ballin' and you MAD
Yeah you fake and you sad, BITCH
Where your bread at
Now why you gotta cap like that

You a OP, and you MAD
Yeah you lame, and you ass BITCH
Where your bread at
That's why you ain't got no cash, BITCH

Cause' I'm ballin', and you MAD
Yeah you fake and you sad, BITCH
Where your bread at
Now why you gotta cap like that

Get a Job, pull ya weight
Lil' dumb ass nigga, don't wan't no smoke
Better get out my way
Back it up, gimme 50 feet
Y'all internet fucks
Y'all can suck the skeet skeet up out my meat
Oh you bold, you think 'bout it
Nugget head ass bitch, I fuckin' dare you to try me
After, I'm done with this beat, you gon' be decease, CASKET
She fuckin' it up, she fuckin' it up, that's a 2K15 challenge
Quote Ras Kass, I ain't fuckin' with you
Zac bro, I'ma live lavish with ya
Pressure applied, I ain't cappin' with ya
Heard you want smoke, i'll give it to ya
Pull ya scalp back, that's a head burn
Ya get out of line, you just lost ya turn
Never for the games, I don't play tag
Fuck with Zac, Bitch, I'm on ya ass

You a OP, and you MAD
Yeah you lame, and you ass BITCH
Where your bread at
That's why you ain't got no cash, BITCH

Cause' I'm ballin', and you MAD
Yeah you fake and you sad, BITCH
Where your bread at
Now why you gotta cap like that

You a OP, and you MAD
Yeah you lame, and you ass BITCH
Where your bread at
That's why you ain't got no cash, BITCH

Cause' I'm ballin', and you MAD
Yeah you fake and you sad, BITCH
Where your bread at
Now why you gotta cap like that?

I got em' mad, stay chasing the bag
We in the lead, while y'all in the back
Don't just sing, Nah we both can rap
Serving em up like we came out the trap
Niggas be hating and females be waiting
Duo Zac x Tay, you know we amazing
We making a statement, nobody's adjacent
This is our year, thank you all for waiting
I spit straight fire whenever I speak
Yeah we coming for all y'all necks
Stay hustling up in the streets
Cuz all we worried about these checks
Anybody mess with my bro Tay
And that's gon' be yo very last day
Don't ever think about trying' my dawg
I'm gon', blast ya ass away
If you ain't with the shits, don't come around
Cuz we're both shooting bars this time around
I don't fuck with clowns, this ain't the circus
Oops, I really did say that on Purpose
A bunch of niggas, now who is they
Who out here better than Zac x Tay
I'm waiting... Not a goddamn soul
That's what I thought BITCH

You a OP, and you MAD
Yeah you lame, and you ass BITCH
Where your bread at
That's why you ain't got no cash, BITCH

Cause' I'm ballin', and you MAD
Yeah you fake and you sad, BITCH
Where your bread at
Now why you gotta cap like that

You a OP, and you MAD
Yeah you lame, and you ass BITCH
Where your bread at
That's why you ain't got no cash, BITCH

Cause' I'm ballin', and you MAD
Yeah you fake and you sad, BITCH
Where your bread at
Now why you gotta cap like that
BITCH