Songtexte
i-i-i i see tht ur mad ma-mad
dont give a fuck u u u uck
p-p-pull up with a blade
body in the fucking trunk u-u-unk
i-i cant stop it i-i-t
im fucking up u-u-up
she just wanna fucking fight
out of luck lu-luck
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
why u mad
is it cuz im different?
fuck fuck fucked up
i can't see
think i lost my vision
they gon talk down bitch
i never let that hit me tho
see me goin up rn?
i can't fold rn
ima stab u in the back
ima make sure that u down
ima pull the knife right out
and i know that makes u mad
and i know that makes u mad
i-i-i i see tht ur mad ma-mad
dont give a fuck u u u uck
p-p-pull up with a blade
body in the fucking trunk u-u-unk
i-i cant stop it i-i-t
im fucking up u-u-up
she just wanna fucking fight
out of luck lu-luck
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
i-i-i aint gonna listen that shit trash
uh-uh-uh-uh-i-i i be blowing off the map
u-u-u u be in ur twenties calling me a faa-bleep
im with ellie we gon fuckin spin yo block
feel like crusafix cuz ima paint ur blood like ross
made that boy retire like its mo$h
and i feel like prkr plz go get a fucking job
empty out da clip, hunnid bullets through his neck
steady talkin shit, u talkin shit up on da net
pockets fat like peter griffin
codeine what im sippin
tryna runaway, but my choppa got the distance
why u mad, ah-ah-ah-uh ah-ah
why u madd, ah ah -ah-ah-ah-ah
(wait)
why u mad? is it cause' I'm in my bag,
choppa shooting out, ill turn dat bitch into a tag.
i-i-i i see tht ur mad ma-mad
dont give a fuck u u u uck
p-p-pull up with a blade
body in the fucking trunk u-u-unk
i-i cant stop it i-i-t
im fucking up u-u-up
she just wanna fucking fight
out of luck lu-luck
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
oh-ohh-ohhh dont give a fuck uck
oh-ohh-ohhh damn thats tuff u-uff
Written by: Crusey Prkr Blui
