Ur mad ​whyhaze (Ft. Ways)

[ways]
Gettin tha bag, u kno dat
Fuckin yo bitch im breakin her back
Thats real sad xd
Keep that strap i do not lack
Now we know you cap
Runnin to the money jus like tag
Remember i was broke now pockets fat
They all racks
Now im fuckin rich n my bitch bad
Issa wrap
Imma make my haters fuckin mad, im they dad

[whyhaze]
I been countin racks holup
I think that u mad ya
Jus popped me a lil xan now i can't feel nun like im dead
Damn i think that she want love but i jus want me some head
Fucked her once n then i dipped im outta there
Lil bro y u biting swag
I swear these pussies be so sad
I been on a mission tryn put my team on the map
U sayin that we bros lik thats cap
Got my clique up in the back n they ready 2 attack
We kno u not bout it, my bros yea we bout it
Tell u u can smd idc if ur clouted
Spark that lil wood up got the whole room clouded
I jus been so up ik that my haters frowning