[Intro]
Why they mad?
Why they mad? tryna peep my tag
Why the mad? Louis V the bag
Why the mad? know I keep em gats
Yeah yeah yeah
[Hook]
Easter pink, young n*gga totin' tags like a ref
Hope your baby daddy hate me tell him watch where he step
Switchin' lanes I'm makin' moves, n*gga plot me what I do
With my gang, n*gga f*ck your crew, with my gang, n*gga f*ck your ooh
[Verse]
Yellow babe, whip that dope like aye
Why these n*ggas hate? out here flippin' Stacey
b*tch I'm out here fippin' Stacey
All these n*ggas never fade me
Got that 40 never lazy
Case a n*gga wanna chain me
Ooh, b*tch it's true for Jimmy Choos
Ooh, hop inside my coupe
Ooh, out the ass with my racks
Servin' bricks, shoot the free throw out the shack, c*ck it pack
Conceal my heat like pat
O riley with my tools, n*gga please don't hit my jack
In the trap magic jack, cause these junkies I know that
Tell your b*tch eat a di*k, cause she think I'm cuttin' slack yeah
Damn these n*ggas actin' foul for these hoes
If margiela cocaine white, I got a foul ass nose
Yeah, your b*tch she give me top, that's some foul ass blow
Yeah, your b*tch she give me top, that's some foul ass blow
Finesse finessers, smoke a blunt to ease my stresses
Learn by ounces how we measure, guess alot like Hellen Keller
b*tches tough listenin' to Ellen, but 2pac is what we sellin'
Peep your door, convicted felon, got 'em shows that's why you jealous
[Hook]
Easter pink, young n*gga totin' tags like a ref
Hope your baby daddy hate me tell him watch where he step
Switchin' lanes I'm makin' moves, n*gga plot me what I do
With my gang, n*gga f*ck your crew, with my gang, n*gga f*ck your ooh