MAD (feat. Young M.A)

Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, shake that a-
Ayy, run up the bag

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest b-, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his b- took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his - took

Ayy, ayy, ayy
She just want a n- in some Prada, Prada
Prada ain't sh-, I got a lot of dollars (ain't s-)
Fendi, Louis, Saint Laurent, Balenciaga (ooh)
Plus I f- her good, spice her life up, enchiladas

Yeah, I spice that life up (ayy)
Her headboard be bangin', I'm pullin' her tracks out, the neighbors don't like us (ayy, ayy)
YG be with them bangers, they do murders, my niggas lifers (whoop-whoop)
I heard your Cuban was bust down with SI diamonds
That don't excite us, ayy, but me?

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest b-, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his b- took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took) (uh-huh)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took

Man, I took the b- (hello), of course, I got her hooked and sh-
Funny how I eat her, later on, I got her cookin' sh- (ooh, ooh)
Whippin' in that all white Lamb', look like I'm cookin' grits (skrr, skrr)
Top down, don't let that go over your hood and sh- (mhm)

Been wearin' Dior (facts), chains on sweat, drip, drip (drip, drip, drip)
Like, like I probably put the heat on (ooh)
Off days (huh), type of sh- I never be on (never)
But I can off a n- quick (grr, grr), type of sh- that we on (grr, baow)

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest b-h, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his b- took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took

Fella had her slippin' off her weddin' ring
She a demon, so I told the bitch, "It's hell gang, well-trained"
She with the activities and everything
Brother-brother swipin', he brought her back that Chanel thing, stale face

That's how they be lookin', she's considered took and one gone
Showin' me the messages, you textin' her like, "Come on"
Bukinati Mozzy, I just gave her somethin' to s- on
Thottie allegations, but still wet enough to f- on, ah

I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof (roof)
With the finest b-, we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man, I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause he got his b- took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his b- took



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Writer(s): Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Samuel Ahana, Katorah Marrero, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Timothy Cornell Patterson
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