Lil 1 DTE, Future - They Mad lyrics

He 'bout to go straight
Jacket, go straight jacket, yeah
He 'bout to go straight
Jacket, go straight jacket, yeah
Skinny jeans with a MAC-11, with a hoodie
I'll shoot at your daddy

Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad (yeah)
Every time you shoot your gun
They would get mad (yeah, yeah)
Every time you shoot your gun
They would get mad (yeah, yeah)
Lil 1 ayy, spray the whole clip
(Brrrt) , uh, spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip (Young Vito, nigga)
Lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip (Pluto, my day one)
Lil 1 (Brrrt, yеah) , spray the
Whole clip (Huh, yeah, no
Cap) , spray thе whole clip (Mob shit
Nigga)

Never talk about bodies we had
They thinkin' they mans, they sad
Scrap a pussy with a Draco, he goin' out bad
Lil' jit gon' rob with no mask (Skrrt)
Them young niggas smash
Poppin' your top, they doin' the dash
Play with Young Vito, I'm sending the blitz
Lil' dude, he an ape, he love to do hit's
He keep him a 40, it came with a dick
Fuck what you heard, we runnin' the six
Squeeze that trigger 'til
That motherfucker click
I'm fly as a bird, I fuck with young Pluto
He give the word, I send him up through it
Throw the nigga out the back
My young nigga ready to crash
Whenever it's time to blast
A young nigga's switchin' the tag
My niggas don't wear no flash
Duct Tape tailban
800 block bussin', we clutchin' the glizzy
Don't pull on this street
We lookin' for opps, never duckin' the beef
These niggas be snitchin'
They tellin' the police
Youngest in charge, bank gave me the green
Can't leave the house without these beats
These be involved, it's a murder scene

Talk about guns and they mad
(yeah) , talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad (yeah)
Every time you shoot your gun
They would get mad (yeah, yeah)
Every time you shoot your gun
They would get mad (yeah, yeah)
Lil 1, ayy, spray the whole clip
(Brrrt) , uh, spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip

Niggas gon' knock it, I catch 'em a body
They don't hit him first
You gon' be layin' in a hearse
You gon' be layin' in the dirt
You out of the bounds, you lackin'
You sittin' out of bounds, you lackin'
Shoot a hundred rounds, automatic
Shoot a hundred rounds, automatic
Homicide unit gon' come
We hid the guns in the attic
He fell in love with the drum
He lookin' up to Bin Laden
Don't go to school with the ratchet
Don't go to school with the ratchet
Them made him mad, he ecstatic, he
'bout to go straight jacket, yeah
Skinny jeans with a MAC-11, with a hoodie
I'll shoot at your daddy
Guillotine, spilling gasoline on the
'phetamine, yeah, yeah, yeah
That dope come out of Beijing
We gon' burn him up with a kerosene

Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad
Talk about guns and they mad (yeah)
Every time you shoot your gun
They would get mad (yeah, yeah)
Every time you shoot your gun
They would get mad (yeah, yeah)
Lil 1, ayy, spray the whole clip
(Brrrt) , uh, spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip lil 1
(Brrrt) , spray the whole clip (Huh, yeah)
Spray the whole clip

We just went straight jacket
We went straight jacket
Them young niggas up that ratchet
And you know they blastin' (Blaow)
Zone six shit, nigga
That's all we know is pistols, zone stick
Yeah