They Mad Now lyrics

[Intro]
All these racks on me, n*gga
Money don't fold now, man, it's too big (Run that sh*t from the top, 3)

[Verse 1]
This chain, it AP (P), cost me ninety ('Ty)
Bands, lil' n*gga, so do not try me (Nah)
That's a, that's a body (Body), my anxiety ('Xiety)
They say I'm a menace to society (I am)
That lil' MO3 (3), keep it low-key (Key)
Young n*gga, but to you, I'm an OG
Don't smoke OG (Nah), ho, you don't know me (Nope)
If I catch a Murder One, b*tch, know that's first degree (Break it down)
You know they heard of 3 for robbery, no burglary (Boom, boom)
I put di*k on that ho like she need surgery
These n*ggas scared of me (They scared)
I make 'em nervous, see (They nervous)
He lyin' in his interview like he ain't heard of me (Lil' b*tch)
But I'm like, "How?" I'm rockin' Rollie, AP like wow (Yeah)
I'm rocking diamonds, shinin', bling, blaow
I'm in the Masi' lit up like a lamp
I'm rockin' FILA, bought it out of Champs
n*gga want beef, I turn him to a cow (Yeah)
I make my hitter bring them choppers out (Yeah)
I'm in the city who they talk about
I don't need a vouch, ah
[Chorus]
Oh, they mad now (They mad), in my bag now (Bag)
Mama be like, "n*gga, sit your ass down"
But I can't, though (Can't), 'cause all these racks now (Racks)
She toot that ass up, I beat that ass down (Boom, boom)
I got racks now (Racks), I count racks now (Yeah)
Young n*gga, and I'm on they ass now (They ass)
In my bag now, that's why they mad now (They mad)
Turn up in this b*tch and bring them racks out (First two)

[Verse 2]
This for them jackboys (Yeah), and them roadrunners
Go tell them hoes it's finna be a cold summer (It's cold)
'Cause I'm icy now (Icy), feel like the snow comin' (Snow)
So now she wanna f*ck, she think she onto somethin' (Lil' slick b*tch)
Oh, you wanna f*ck? You think I forgot? You ain't give me your phone number (Nah)
So after I f*ck, she gettin' ducked, I gave her the wrong number (hah)
Rollie on Rollie, these diamonds dancin', I'm finna cop me a Wraith (Wraith)
Top floor at the condo, but I got a mansion, I'm gettin' dough out of state (State)
Lookin' just like the lotto, so I'm feelin' fancy now, ain't that a shame? (Shame)
I was broke than a b*tch in them bullsh*t muscle tees, my shirt had a stain (Ew)
Nappy-head ho, you need your hair did (Your hair did)
On the low, you let me f*ck, I get your hair fixed (Ha)

[Chorus]
Oh, they mad now (They mad), in my bag now (Bag)
Mama be like, "n*gga, sit your ass down"
But I can't, though (Can't), 'cause all these racks now (Racks)
She toot that ass up, I beat that ass down (Boom, boom)
I got racks now (Racks), I count racks now (Yeah)
Young n*gga, and I'm on they ass now (They ass)
In my bag now, that's why they mad now (They mad)
Turn up in this b*tch and bring them racks out (Ah)