[Intro: Mariah Carey]
But why?
Why...
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Baby why you mad? Go on, tell me why you mad
Pack your shit up in your bag and you're leavin' out the back
And you hoppin' in that Benz truck, callin' all your friends up
Twisted off the liquor, talkin' crazy, can't stand up
Twisted off the vodka, drink some water
And I'm goin' crazy tryna get my life in order
Every time we pull up all my dogs got their hood up
I was tryna pull my hood up, got me ridin' with my hood up, Lord
From the bottom to the top and you know it
Sleepin', one eye open, baby, like Fetty Wap
We be grindin' to the top, we never fallin'
Bad bitches, they be callin'
European cars roller
[Pre-Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Why you mad
Talkin' 'bout you're mad
Could it be that you just lost the best you've ever had
That's your bag
Yup, that's too bad
Show is over, you ain't gotta act
But why?
Why...
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Baby why you mad? Go on, tell me why you mad
Pack your shit up in your bag and you're leavin' out the back
And you hoppin' in that Benz truck, callin' all your friends up
Twisted off the liquor, talkin' crazy, can't stand up
Twisted off the vodka, drink some water
And I'm goin' crazy tryna get my life in order
Every time we pull up all my dogs got their hood up
I was tryna pull my hood up, got me ridin' with my hood up, Lord
From the bottom to the top and you know it
Sleepin', one eye open, baby, like Fetty Wap
We be grindin' to the top, we never fallin'
Bad bitches, they be callin'
European cars roller
[Pre-Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Why you mad
Talkin' 'bout you're mad
Could it be that you just lost the best you've ever had
That's your bag
Yup, that's too bad
Show is over, you ain't gotta act
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