Alexis Munroe - MAD lyrics

Of course, he's mad, too
But, I don't want to go among mad people
Oh, you can't help that most
Everyone's mad here eheh

They mad
AKA they crazy catching all these feelings
You such a goofy man that shit so unappealing
Why you creeping check yourself
Stop fucking feening

Yah bitch, I got it you niggas play with me
Like fucking Polly Pocket
Oh, she so tiny wanna put her in your pocket
You salty bitches can get on
It when I'm off it (yeah)

You mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad

You mad your man cashed out on me
Now can't afford McDonalds
Tryna be seen with me
She lookin' like a model (yeah)
This ain't a fucking charity
Go deal with all your problems
(yeah, uh huh) i don't feel bad, bitch
You got a stolen personality
You boring hoes got fucking
Messy ass mentalities
You dick riding niggas drippin'
With a fake chain in a fake gang
You're sad?
Paying back dues to ya niggas you in debt
(Mad, mad, mad) you think I'm scared of you
Bitch you don't pose a threat
We the type of bitches make
Your father fall in love (yeah, yeah)

They mad
AKA they crazy catching all these feelings
You such a goofy man that shit so unappealing
Why you creeping check yourself
Stop fucking feening

(Ah hah, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
Mad) mad, you're so mad, aw, mad
Big mad or little mad?