WHY U SO MAD

Don't come round here
don't come around my boys uh
don't wanna see no tears uh
I don't wanna hear no noise
you boutta face your fears nah
I don't think u got a choice
cuz when u come round here
yeah
we ain't gonna bring no toys
bad
why you so mad?
wait
can a bad lad get topped ?
can a mad man move rabbid
jackrabbit then skrt
when things get robbedyeah
and your girl got dogged
passed round the pack, take a sniff
star dog
ain't about on job
mana make p just chillin in my socks
can you take it
I just turned a new leaf, imma rake it
bag it up, make it double, **** a payslip
rack it up, that's a duffle fulla wages
big stages
mans got plans set for big places
shorty wanna **** thats dangerous
shorty got a back Thats spacious
shorty got a back Thats spacious
don't come round here
don't come around my boys uh
don't wanna see no tears uh
I don't wanna hear no noise
you boutta face your fears nah
I don't think u got a choice
cuz when u come round here
yeah
we ain 't gonna bring no toys
I been stepping correct, no regular flex
I don't need shanks
no weapon to flex
I want mills im just making the steps and what huh?
ya Carti fake
and don't talk bout no telling me claims they talk mortality race race mate mate
I can't end up like you on Leica
I stopped that crap a while back
I make more I need to try hard
yuh
I don't wanna do no drilling or clapping food
I wanna make some mills
clapping food to make mills can't beat me back to beef withthese deals
don't come round here
don't come around my boys uh
don't wanna see no tears uh
I don't wanna hear no noise
you boutta face your fears nah
I don't think u got a choice
cuz when u come round here
yeah
we ain't gonna bring no toys
what's dat poking out your jacket?
man best back it,
send me to hell if man gon slap it
RIP lay me in a casket,
K M T if a man wan chat shit
B Y E if she ain't no bad bitch
H E DOUBLE N Y too active,
if you dont know by now that's gang shit,
AND A MAN MOVE FRANTIC
FANTASTIC,
SOON BLOW LIKE A HAND TING,
AND I NEED MORE SONGS
NO LONG SO I GET MORE GONE (MORGAN)
NO CAPTAIN,
NO CAPPIN,
LS ON A MADTING,
AND THEM SO JARRING
SO U KNOW THEM MAN CANT BE JAMMIN