Dvmmyy, Yeat - U MAD lyrics

[Dvmmyy, Yeat - U MAD lyrics]

Why you mad? Is it because of the diamonds
You wish you had i just made another bag
4PF, 4 Pockets Full that's why my pants sag

Just got off of the jet lag
Pull up on us better get back
I don't mean to brag
But you know you cannot swag
Your girl on me she just gaged
Gang members wearing all black
I just went to Iraq, make a band
Made a 100 racks
Sippin' on lean, smoke greenery
Run up on us get hit with three
If you rich, got to disagree
Never talked to you, so don't talk to me
You got to learn up like ABC's
1, 2, 3 got to listen to me
Got a shorty she on my D (yeah, real geekers)
She black and white like a referee

I just pullеd up with the mob, I
Just pulled up with the tеam, yeah
(yeah, real geekers)
I just pulled up with the mob
On me, got a team, yeah
(yeah, real geekers)
I hit up Eliantte, I need diamond rings
(yeah, real geekers)
I pop a Tesla, it's helping the climate
I just been geeked up
Like twenty-four-seven, yeah
Twenty-four-seven
Your baby gon' pull up on me, she
Suck dick, it's like heaven, yeah
It's like heaven
I pour in the 7-Eleven double
Cup, on my drankie, yeah, drankie
First thing I did in the
Morning when I woke up
Took a cranky, then I got to the junkie, yeah
It's a geek-out when it get to the weekend
Fuck that, nah, every day I been tweakin'
You better say all that shit if you mean it
I'm on the side of the Benz (skrrt)
Couldn't decide if I'm fuckin' my
Thottie or fuckin' her friends (yeah)
We on this side, we don't think 'bout winnin'
All we do is count up these bands

Why you mad is it because of the diamonds
You wish you had i just made another bag
4PF, 4 Pockets Full that's why my pants sag

Just got off of the jet lag
Pull up on us better get back
I don't mean to brag
But you know you cannot swag
Your girl on me she just gaged
Gang members wearing all black
I just went to Iraq, make a band
Made a 100 racks
Sippin' on lean, smoke greenery
Run up on us get hit with three
If you rich, got to disagree
Never talked to you, so don't talk to me
You got to learn up like ABC's
1, 2, 3 got to listen to me
Got a shorty she on my D
She black and white like a referee

Why you mad is it because of the diamonds
You wish you had i just made another bag
4PF, 4 Pockets Full that's why my pants sag

Just got off of the jet lag
Pull up on us better get back
I don't mean to brag
But you know you cannot swag
Your girl on me she just gaged
Gang members wearing all black
I just went to Iraq, make a band
Made a 100 racks
Sippin' on lean, smoke greenery
Run up on us get hit with three
If you rich, got to disagree
Never talked to you, so don't talk to me
You got to learn up like ABC's
1, 2, 3 got to listen to me
Got a shorty she on my D
She black and white like a referee

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