MAD @ YOU lyrics

[Verse 1: Oodaredevil]
Hey (sh*t)
Slow ya role, whoever (sh*t)
b*tches doing what I tell 'em (Tell 'em)
Diamonds wet, I need umbrella (Uh-huh)
She can′t leave me if I let her (Hmm)
Chuck Norris, nunchuck a b*tch quick
b*tch thick like she made with Bisquick
n*ggas pus*y, I'ont understand that
The whip don't need a key, a Tesla
The bows get drove I'm calling Heather
Backwood flavor color banana
Wouldn′t f*ck the b*tch, she threw a tantrum
I got ape, rawr just like a mammal
b*tches digging me, they want a sample

[Chorus: Oodaredevil]
I get hot, hot to handle
I might f*ck n*gga wife, its a scandal
I "hiyah" the brick and left it in shambles
Paid a thousand plus just for my sandals
Shorty shootin', she like Julius Randle
Gettin' lit in here without a candle
Migos havin' dope, I f*ck with Manuel
b*tch bad, she got a bag or two
b*tch bad, she came with attitude
Serving J's, they show me gratitude
b*tch, I ain't the one today I mad at you
[Verse 2: Talinwya]
I hope my money gets to bags or two
I f*ck my b*tch like we on Brazzers
Ain't nothing for me just to handle
I took his b*tch now he just ramble
I played my cards but I ain′t gamble
And two-O spent bands on his Sandals
Got hoes on my lap like I′m Santa
I pick off the roll, i'm a jam her
And the bottom of shoes is
And the bottom is red Alabama
Why the b*tch just a ho, I just damned her
Put the kids all up on her, I crayoned her
He puttin' juice in his cup, no Kool-aid Jammers
Saying "ooh" when I f*cked
I kicked her out, banned her
Off-white with the shoes, shades matched
I′m drunk, I ain't never had a clue, f*ck grammar
Big racks only having my back
Got a stick bamboo, now they callin' me panda
I been slidin' and slidin' in Phantoms
b*tch be lyin' and lyin', she pampered
She mad at me and he and me
I′m mad at you, I can't answer
She bad, bad, bad
I took her to crib, had to pants her
[Chorus: Oodaredevil]
I get hot, hot to handle
I might f*ck n*gga wife, its a scandal
I "hiyah" the brick and left it in shambles
Paid a thousand plus just for my sandals
Shorty shootin', she like Julius Randle
Gettin' lit in here without a candle
Migos havin' dope, I f*ck with Manuel
b*tch bad, she got a bag or two
b*tch bad, she came with attitude
Serving J's, they show me gratitude
b*tch, I ain't the one today I mad at you