March Madness lyrics

[Intro]
Dress It Up In Italian, Waddup, Waddup
Lor Scoota, YBS Skola, You Know How I f*ckin Rock
You Know How We Rockin n*gga

[Verse 1: Lor Scoota]
Italian Clothes I'm A Dope Boy
Some My n*ggas Still Broke Boy
Winter Time Comin Up, It's Getting Cold
They'll wack you for A Coat Boy
Everywhere I go They Know The Boy
Tell The DJ Play That Know The Boy
pus*y n*gga Tryna Get Noticed More
Took Over Already, It's Over For Em'
You n*ggas Like Jordan In 94
Once You Leave And Come Back Ain't The Same No More
When You Up They Don't Treat You The Same No More
Give A f*ck Cause I'm Runnin It Up Some More
Yeah I'm Back f*ckin You n*ggas Whores
Yeah I'm Back Draggin On All Of Yall
I got That Vegeta No Dragon Ball
This Is My Season I Promise Yall
Ballin Like Tavon Austin Before He Got The Check When He Played At Dunbar
Scoota Up Next, I Ain't Got No Deal, No Check, and I'm Still Gone Go Far
All I Got Is My 40, My Mother, Couple n*ggas Who Gone Ride Until The Wheels f*ckin Fall Off
All I Got Is My Cousins, My Brother, They Believed In A n*gga
Been Knew I Was The One One
You Don't Really Wanna See Me Go Dumb Dumb
Call Moose Like You Still Got The Shovel Bruh
Let Me Hold That b*tch I'm Bout To Bury Something
I Just Caught A Bluffin Ass Rap n*gga Stuntin
Heard You Still Hittin Packs And You Getting Fronted
Meanwhile I'm Relaxed Getting Big Blunted
Getting Head In The Whip From My New Honey
Just Hollered At Pipe About New Money
Dirty Soda Lor Skola, YBS Until It's Over
Shoutout To All My Soldiers, Free Fred That's My Wodie
Dare a n*gga Ran Up On Me (2x)
Snatch Your Chain or Watch You Ain't Gone Make It Til The Next Morning
[Verse 2: YBS Skola]

Been Gettin Money For A While Now
Me And Scoota Got The Town Now
Told Him It Was Tie To Take Another Vacay
To Many n*ggas Dying Now
Told My n*ggas Out In Chi Now, Took A Trip Down To Chi Now
All This Ice Got A n*gga Watchin Prolly Prolly Gotta Tote A 9 Now
Loud Mouth n*gga Quiet Down
Talkin sh*t When You See Me Don't Hide Now
Sippin Dirty Every Night,I Be Leanin On The Flight
Told The Flight Attendant I'm Alright
Had 2 b*tches With Me Sippin Sprite
Bro came With 2 On The Bike
Try Broke Them b*tches And The Dikes

[Outro: Lor Scoota]

n*gga, We Back At It Man
It's A Mahf*ckin Takeover Man, YBS sh*t
Me And YBS Skola, We Takin This sh*t over Man
From All These Rap n*ggas Man, Already Then Went To The Top
All My n*ggas Comin To The Top With Me Man
That's How We Rockin, Ain't No One Man Butter Crew n*gga
Mob Rules n*gga, Up Next sh*t, YBS sh*t
n*gga