Madd

Mad ass hoes (hahahahahahaha)
If them bitches mad (If they mad)
Make them bitches madder
(Make em' madder)
You can hate but this ass gone keep getting fatter (Ah hi)
Yo bitches sloppy see my bitches they keep getting badder (Ugh)
You wanna beef but I gots to get to this cheddar (wop wop wop)
See all that back and forth shit
That's for broke hoes (broke)
You clock in on Facebook you ain't got no goals (You a joke)
But steady hollering bout what you accomplished (Ugh)
And you still in one spot what you done sis?
Do not come for me I don't care I don't care
I will spit in your face anytime anywhere
We don't call em' haters (nope) we call them unhappy (Un huh)
It ain't my fault you can't stunt like yo fucking Daddy (Daddy)
See now yo nigga ain't safe since you wanna hate (Wanna hate)
You pressed about another bitch I cannot relate
Fuck a group chat
I'm going public with these bitches
I'ma say it on this track
Cause' you a fan and you listening

Hell yea I'm messy and I'm petty
Jump on yo table shake this ass in yo section
If they throwing shots you got they mad ass stressing
I'ma hit yo nigga back and teach yo mad ass a lesson
Mad ass hoe, mad, mad, mad ass hoe
(Y'all need to be exposed)
Mad ass hoe, mad, mad, mad ass hoe
(This was the wrong way to go)

Bitches be 20 deep but only two of them will step (Step)
And the two that step still need some fucking help (Fucking help)
I'm not a bitch that you would want to make yo enemy (Not at all)
Because yo nigga ain't safe unless he kin to me
I'm not a mommy's girl she don't know when I'm in beef (Un un)
Yo mama be in everything bitch you must be weak (Un huh)
If you was bout it bout it
Yo Mama would be scared for me (Scared for me)
But she be running to yo rescue like you scared of me (Wan wan wan)
I should put you on the corner make some bread for me (Ugh)
But I got better shit to do you bitches dead to me (Ugh)
Tread lightly I'm from Louisiana (LP)
And I will knock you off lay It down Thotiana
Yea I'm on my shit but I'm still with the shits (With the shits)
Kinda humble, kinda cocky just a tad Bit
Fuck a group chat (un huh)
That's for scary bitches (un huh)
I'm bout to come direct make Sure these hoes hear me

Hell yea I'm messy and I'm petty
Jump on yo table shake this ass in yo section
If they throwing shots you got they mad ass stressing
I'ma hit yo nigga back and teach yo mad ass a lesson
Mad ass hoe, mad, mad, mad ass hoe
(Y'all need to be exposed)
Mad ass hoe, mad, mad, mad ass hoe
(This was the wrong way to go)

If you a bad bitch put cha hands up (Put em up)
And if you know a mad bitch hit ha man up (Hit em up)
If you a bad bitch put cha hands up (Put em up)
And if you know a mad bitch hit ha man up
(Ahhhhhh got got got got got got got)
That ass move different when it's real
Clap it in ya face bitch fuck how you feel
That ass move different when it's real
I'll clap it in ya face bitch fuck how u feel
(Diamond Dondada)



Credits
Writer(s): Krishanda Wilson
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