Are You Mad
WayVayne
Heard a boy want war
Squad ready, tell me where you want it
It's a gunfight, why the fuck you ranting
Mouth in the gram, catch then up they panting
Top don, all your generals know me ranking
Step in a your hood and ma name dema chanting
Acrophobia, but me never landing
Always with the hustle, so me out here steady banking
Boom, gunshots, clashing and clacking
Boom, fuck a girlfriend and your auntie
Girl, a give me free, me no want all your panty
Boom, kill them with my words and my actions
Pull up with my swagger, cos me know, say they watching
Get a whole thing, you get a fraction
Niggas showin' love, but it's plastic
Yeah I really changed, it's drastic
Everything I bust is a motherfucking mad thing
Big matic so, we shoot in the air
And we spinning it again, when we spinning it again
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad
Say you want war, why the fuck you backing from the class
Batty boy, are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad
Hot cold like it's winter
Speed them up like a sprinter
Ajama middle finger
Domiyeo zaa man, tirba ginger
Fuck your girlfriend, on min Linda
That's the way the guns are rendered
Jaato where the guns arrange that
You can't fuck around on this side
Cos my gunners gonna shoot you
Girl ah obsessed
She want sex
Say me no want but I play with her breast
I'll be on the run, no time to rest
All about the streets, I don't fuck with the press
Man so steady, man so fierce
One eye raised, and they want to confess
Youth president, this my address
Zungo ti bi chan, sheli daatey park that benz
Batty boy, are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad
Say you want war, why the fuck you
Backing from the class
Batty boy, are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad? Are you mad? Are you mad
Big Matic so we shoot in the air
And we spinning it again, and we spinning it again
Heard a boy want war
Squad ready, tell me where you want it
It's a gunfight, why the fuck you ranting
Mouth in the gram, catch then up they panting
Top don, all your generals know me ranking
Step in a your hood and ma name dema chanting
Acrophobia, but me never landing
Always with the hustle, so me out here steady banking
Boom, gunshots, clashing and clacking
Boom, fuck a girlfriend and your auntie
Girl, a give me free, me no want all your panty
Boom, kill them with my words and my actions
Pull up with my swagger, cos me know, say they watching
Get a whole thing, you get a fraction
Niggas showin' love, but it's plastic
Yeah I really changed, it's drastic
Everything I bust is a motherfucking mad thing
Big matic so, we shoot in the air
And we spinning it again, when we spinning it again
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad
Say you want war, why the fuck you backing from the class
Batty boy, are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad
Hot cold like it's winter
Speed them up like a sprinter
Ajama middle finger
Domiyeo zaa man, tirba ginger
Fuck your girlfriend, on min Linda
That's the way the guns are rendered
Jaato where the guns arrange that
You can't fuck around on this side
Cos my gunners gonna shoot you
Girl ah obsessed
She want sex
Say me no want but I play with her breast
I'll be on the run, no time to rest
All about the streets, I don't fuck with the press
Man so steady, man so fierce
One eye raised, and they want to confess
Youth president, this my address
Zungo ti bi chan, sheli daatey park that benz
Batty boy, are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad
Say you want war, why the fuck you
Backing from the class
Batty boy, are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad?
Are you mad? Are you mad? Are you mad
Big Matic so we shoot in the air
And we spinning it again, and we spinning it again
Credits
Writer(s): Fadlan Maltiti
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