MADWORLD lyrics
by YUNG-RARE
[Chorus: YUNG-RARE]
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
[Verse 1: Pyrxciter]
I feel like I’m Gucci Mane in 2006
Bruh bruh got me on my Jeezy sh*t I’m tryna chop a brick
If the f*ck boy in my way his f*ckin kufi gettin split
Bruh bruh got me on that hurricane I make that choppa blitz
If he pus*y moving pounds he getting jacked for all his sh*t
I ain’t rollin on no percies but I’m litter than b*tch
They like "how the f*ck he do that?"
Pyro voice too menacing
They tryna cage and hold me down cause I come off belligerent
[Chorus: YUNG-RARE]
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
[Verse 2: DUSTMYTE]
Put your, guns down you can fight me in the ring (Cinco)
Fingers pressing up against your f*ckin face
It’s a cold hard world I ain’t lookin at my change
Put a man through some sh*t but not enough to make me break
Yeahhhhhhhh!
I know they want me a goner
Overheating the sauna
I never acted upon ya
I’m burgundy just like Ron
[Chorus: YUNG-RARE]
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase