(Chorus – Fetty Wap 2X)
Really tell me why you mad son
Why you mad, why you mad
Is it cause a ni**a balling, cause a ni**a getting rich
You don’t want to make me mad son
Nah, Nah
Cause if I pull out this Tommy I’ma let it finna rip
For them bands I get you tagged son
Ni**as come to your apartment, make your baby mother strip
So you best come with that cash son
I ain’t trying to hear no excuses, I ain’t trying to hear s**t
(Verse 1 – Fetty Wap)
One self starter, stayed on my grind, told me don’t waste no time
Smoking big dope s**t, smelling like pounds
I drive a foreign, and the wheels look fine
Ni**as boring, his flow is not like mine
Couple hundred just to watch my time
Ni**as boring, his flow is not like mine
A couple hundreds just to watch my time
Since I was young I was jugging
Nickles and dimes of the nuggets
Ever since they robbed me, best believe I was bustin
Smoking like a zombie, Zoo Gang my ni**as or nothing
All my ni**as’ll cut to busting
Seven ten behind me, f**k ni**as ain’t saying nothing, Squad!
(Repeat Chorus 2X)
(Verse 2 – Shy Glizzy)
You acting like a Fed, tell me why you mad
Is it cause I got that bag, or it’s cause I copped that Jag
This… moves fast, they might get on your ass
Can’t f**k her she ain’t bad so ya’ll can get her ass
My b**ch a trap queen, and my Aunt a dope fiend
I’m a CEO ni**a, you don’t know what that means
I put on my hood and feed my whole damn team
I just, they killed the whole damn scene
Who’s these ni**as, well I know they not me
They don’t excite me, they so plain like white tee
My life is a movie, call me young Spike Lee
I know why you mad, cause I just touched like 9 G’s
(Repeat Chorus)
