Why You Mad?

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Yeah [Chorus] He tryna get my phone number (Nah), I ain't finna call him I don't need no nigga, I'm the one shot callin' (Yeah) I'm the one send shots, come through, turn the block (Oh) Come through, tearin' up the opps (Oh), he ain't even drop his at They say I'm a dog, I'm under, I'm a star, no one hit wonder Japanese clothes undercover, think he tough, boy, I'm real tougher Keep a stash in the duffle, keep the MAC and get to dumpin' All these hoes want them somethin', but they never havin' money [Verse] Huh, why you mad? (Mad) Maybe 'cause I grew a little taller than him Maybe 'cause I grew up, now I'm ballin' on him He a loser, he ain't tryna take it to the chin He a loser, all he do is flex up for the pin And all that cappin' gon' catch you up, cap up in yo' chest (Oh, woah) Like what I smoke the best (Ah) Said he want some smoke, come be my guest [Chorus] He tryna get my phone number (Nah), I ain't finna call him I don't need no nigga, I'm the one shot callin' (Yeah) I'm the one send shots, come through, turn the block (Oh) Come through, tearin' up the opps (Oh), he ain't even drop his at They say I'm a dog, I'm under, I'm a star, no one hit wonder Japanese clothes undercover, think he tough, boy, I'm real tougher Keep a stash in the duffle, keep the MAC and get to dumpin' All these hoes want them somethin', but they never havin' money [Outro] Huh, money Nah, money