MAD!

MR, got game for your aunt and sister

I won't tell if I pipe or kissed her

Not a fan of these Chinese whispers

They like how I move Walk a mile in my shoes

You would stop on the side from blisters

Its just rum on the rocks no mixers

Too real they dont like my mixture

I ain't reading no t&c's

Imma sign on the line if it pleases me

And the back on that girl made me weak in knees

In war they got guns that heat and seek

Got your girl in my phone with deleted scenes

Put your clothes on the floor you dont need those jeans

For me she go crazy Ceelo green

She talk dirty so how can she be so clean

It's mad...

It's Mad...

It's Mad...

It's Mad...

Im the... one that they call for the vibe

I don't follow no rules I don't walk in a line

Not the type of the guy for the law to abide

action they just wanna talk all the time

Show love to the ones that supporting the grind

Couple thoughts in my mind

Sleep on me they're ignoring the signs

And If its too good I was taught to decline

Wait here

She wanna eat out in mayfair

She don't cause me stress no grey hair

She just jump on "woo" and stay there

But Lately,

Success on my plate been tasty

On a road to wherever it take me

In a drop top coupe Mercedes

I like gyal from the 1980's

Who act shy but a little bit crazy

No manners little rude little facety

Tek time move slow not hasty

Now she on my phone and she wanna have baby

Ona grind daily

Fuck you pay me

With the good fellas like im Scorsese

All my life like JOJO K CI

Out for the win no if's no maybes

It's mad...

It's Mad...

It's Mad...

It's Mad...