WYM

[Intro: Lil West]

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

[Hook: Lil West]

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

[Verse 1: Lil West]

Why you mad?

This lil bitch gon' give me top because I rap

She tried to fuck me cause there's ice around my neck

Fuck up out my face lil bitch before I snap

Oh she mad, she in her bag

I moved her in and kicked her out, it made me laugh

I give her dick until she sick, she call me dad

All these bitches really dos but swear they bad

[Hook: Lil West]

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]

Why you mad?

Every single pocket, nigga I got cash

21 Savage rubberband on racks

Got 100,000 dollars in my attic

I got gas comin' in through the mail

So much weed, I damn near broke the scale

When Slaughter Gang pull up, nigga call 12

All these bricks, they think I'm with the cartel

[Hook: Lil West]

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad

I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

Why you mad?

[Verse 3: Lil West]

All this raff

Rick Owens and Supreme, I'm popping tags

I wear Mason, throw like 50 in the trash

She my Louie  and Balenciaga on the bags

Red juice, red gas

Got my white boys shootin', call them Nash

I got bitches in my crib, they poppin' Zans

Niggas said they need a feature, I need bands

Pussy nigga I need bands