Mad for Nothing
Rodd! Times!Thousand!
All I ever did was get a bag bro
I don't know why these niggas mad at me bro
These niggas be mad for nothing
Nigga mad at me cause yo bitch keep blushing
This chopper got drums I call that percussion
Chopper gone leave you with more than concussion
I talk about money my favorite discussion
Run to that money I gotta keep rushing
My diamonds is African
Dracos is Russian
Play with lil Rod and see if I bust it
Two fine hoes ain't nah one basic
Walk in the room they already naked
All blue faces I guess that I'm racist
They say this life is whatever you make it
Then you better make it before somebody take it
That pussy not good I had to replace it
I'm from the bottom like beneath the basement
Glock on my hip and it don't got no safety
That's funny cause I keep it with me for safety
I get that sac like a motherfucking safety
Finna go ape with a case of the rabies
Two fine hoes wanna have my babies
Fuck nah bitch you must be crazy Glock on my hip ain't no 380
I make plays like my name was Tom Brady
I ain't got time for nothing
Said I ain't got time for nothing
Niggas ain't talm bout nothing These niggas ain't talm bout nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
No wonder they mad for nothing No wonder they mad for nothing
Mac 11 causing chaos and havoc
I shoot with precision I aim when I blast it
Magician the kitchen then wrap it in plastic
Serving that white and they say it's fantastic
Think I'mma chemist the way I be cooking it
She got that ass you know I be feeling it
Rod 1000 not yo average citizen
Fuck Donald Trump I should be the president
So many dollars start stacking up euros
Mexico City I wanted some pesos
Feel like a terrorist busting the Draco
Fifty a month not including my payroll
My Chinese bitch eat up that dick like a egg roll
I got that sauce and I ain't talking bout prego
Crunch up yo block thought it was a tornado
I'm fully loaded but I'm not a potato
I ain't got time for nothing
Said I ain't got time for nothing
Niggas ain't talm bout nothing These niggas ain't talm bout nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
No wonder they mad for nothing No wonder they mad for nothing
All I ever did was get a bag bro
I don't know why these niggas mad at me bro
These niggas be mad for nothing
Nigga mad at me cause yo bitch keep blushing
This chopper got drums I call that percussion
Chopper gone leave you with more than concussion
I talk about money my favorite discussion
Run to that money I gotta keep rushing
My diamonds is African
Dracos is Russian
Play with lil Rod and see if I bust it
Two fine hoes ain't nah one basic
Walk in the room they already naked
All blue faces I guess that I'm racist
They say this life is whatever you make it
Then you better make it before somebody take it
That pussy not good I had to replace it
I'm from the bottom like beneath the basement
Glock on my hip and it don't got no safety
That's funny cause I keep it with me for safety
I get that sac like a motherfucking safety
Finna go ape with a case of the rabies
Two fine hoes wanna have my babies
Fuck nah bitch you must be crazy Glock on my hip ain't no 380
I make plays like my name was Tom Brady
I ain't got time for nothing
Said I ain't got time for nothing
Niggas ain't talm bout nothing These niggas ain't talm bout nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
No wonder they mad for nothing No wonder they mad for nothing
Mac 11 causing chaos and havoc
I shoot with precision I aim when I blast it
Magician the kitchen then wrap it in plastic
Serving that white and they say it's fantastic
Think I'mma chemist the way I be cooking it
She got that ass you know I be feeling it
Rod 1000 not yo average citizen
Fuck Donald Trump I should be the president
So many dollars start stacking up euros
Mexico City I wanted some pesos
Feel like a terrorist busting the Draco
Fifty a month not including my payroll
My Chinese bitch eat up that dick like a egg roll
I got that sauce and I ain't talking bout prego
Crunch up yo block thought it was a tornado
I'm fully loaded but I'm not a potato
I ain't got time for nothing
Said I ain't got time for nothing
Niggas ain't talm bout nothing These niggas ain't talm bout nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
Came up I ain't never had nothing
No wonder they mad for nothing No wonder they mad for nothing
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Writer(s): Roderick Washington
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