U Madt

[Intro] You're mad You're, you're, you're mad Me say you're mad why [Verse] Yes I know my lyrics is dribble Man, I freestyle me no have time for no pen and pattern scribble How many times I sing your girl come to the club and wiggle? And she come gimme love a little I'm man, I pretend to her a little little When I come for drive in my car, I'm passing her She's hopping down me car, I'm go with her When she bends over sitting like a tiger Yo, back to the basic fact You're just rat My fat to five are gone club My real Gs are idiots I'ma no say your girlfriend hot Some are coming in thinking crab I'm no taking like but a crab, crab I'ma know say mine coming at me just exciting And, and see the girl dem giving me inviting Statement of the fact that I'm liking, liking, liking Have a spear like a viking Paparazzi everywhere when you see me arriving And they want to know what I'm wearing or car I'm driving They don't even give a fuck of how the way I'm surviving So what I go strike them like thunder and lightening Yo, I'ma go back to the lighter fact Understand me sing writing that No, nobody is writing that Fight me then I'm fighting back I know that I might react Bring me into the yes contract And I'm like no I'm not signing that Call me your favorite artist all you want but I'm still not designing that bullshit That's what we did Picasso define it as [Outro] You're mad Don't close your eyes, there's enough comment on love when you smile Feel for them