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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jephte Kweto
Jephte Kweto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ashton McCreight
Ashton McCreight
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Lil Bad Bitch, what you mad for? N*ggers getting money What you mad, what you mad for? Black boy fly what you mad for? Highly underrated that's life What you mad for? Momma dead broke what you mad for? Daddy died young n*gger tell me what you mad for? I'm a late king what you mad for? Never late please, real n*gga What you mad for? I'm skinny young n*gga, young god but i pull up in A brand new whip, n*ggers hated real on god So I give em that brand new flip Why they criticize my wave? Should I give em that brand new drip Tell em n*ggers catch me outside Get a taste of my brand new tims, wait refrain. Allergic to a suit and tie, n*ggers working 9 to 5 So I criticize, clowning like a Richard Pryor, Damn are you mortified?, N*ggers running Bellerin, just to live a lie Slave to the mass, Enemies and the melodies That's all I ever need you can see the plot How the hell I'm underrated but she give me top And the drop top ain't a rental Jiggy nigga mental, AH Lil Bad Bitch, what you mad for? N*ggers getting money What you mad, what you mad for? Black boy fly what you mad for? Highly underrated that's life What you mad for? Momma dead broke what you mad for? Daddy died young n*gger tell me what you mad for? I'm a late king what you mad for? Never late please, real n*gga What you mad for? Lil Bad Bitch, what you mad for? N*ggers getting money What you mad, what you mad for? Black boy fly what you mad for? Highly underrated that's life What you mad for? Momma dead broke what you mad for? Daddy died young n*gger tell me what you mad for? I'm a late king what you mad for? Never late please, real n*gga What you mad for? I'm skinny young n*gga, young god but i pull up in A brand new whip, n*ggers hated real on god So I give em that brand new flip Why they criticize my wave? Should I give em that brand new drip Tell em n*ggers catch me outside Get a taste of my brand new tims, wait refrain. Tell me that you never ride a wave though Trap queen, so she fucking with the Quavos Magazine covers rolling for the smoke Hoes and my enemies throwing shots a prince Momma Told me never let them win Momma Told me never let them win I'm a catch a vibe even when i'm on E I'm a catch a vibe everyday of the week Lil Bad Bitch, what you mad for? N*ggers getting money What you mad, what you mad for? Black boy fly what you mad for? Highly underrated that's life What you mad for? Momma dead broke what you mad for? Daddy died young n*gger tell me what you mad for? I'm a late king what you mad for? Never late please, real n*gga What you mad for? Lil Bad Bitch, what you mad for? N*ggers getting money What you mad, what you mad for? Black boy fly what you mad for? Highly underrated that's life What you mad for? Momma dead broke what you mad for? Daddy died young n*gger tell me what you mad for? I'm a late king what you mad for? Never late please, real n*gga What you mad for? I'm skinny young n*gga, young god but i pull up in A brand new whip, n*ggers hated real on god So I give em that brand new flip Why they criticize my wave? Should I give em that brand new drip Tell em n*ggers catch me outside Get a taste of my brand new tims, wait refrain...
Writer(s): Jephte Kweto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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