Whole City Mad

Album cover art for "Whole City Mad" by PnB Rock & Lil Uzi Vert & Meek Mill

PnB Rock & Lil Uzi Vert & Meek Mill - Rap

Whole City Mad

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[Intro] You got this beat from Ant Yeah, yeah Yeah I'm banging red, but my beat came from Bloublood Yeah, yeah Oh yeah, Hmmm [Chorus: PnB Rock] Couple million, I stack that shit up in the safe You ain't with the gang, get the fuck out of my face My lil side bitch just told me she love me like aye (hol up) Bitch stay the fuck in your place Niggas talking that shit better stay in your grace My hittas killing for fun, its a game I had to bust down the rollie, no plain I'm about to show em' who running the game (yea yea) Same what you thought I'm from the dangerous parts This shit get dark You ain't stand up in the dark when you see them sparks Don't be the next one all on the chart Everybody wanna ride till they shit get parked Stay around and kill, you ain't got no heart [Verse: PnB Rock] Oh yeah, real big stepped in the building They say PnB why you out here still drilling Nigga, ain't you worth millions? Ever since bro got killed I lost my head Nigga, you don't know how I'm feeling Poppin these pills don't numb my feelings I see red when seein' blood spillin' (Yeah) Oh, I heard we got some new ops Crazy cause we just bought FN's and new Glocks (Yeah) I heard they gunned that boy down 100 rounds they thought it was a shootout Caught a nigga slippin' he was out with his bitch These young niggas different, ain't got no pimps Watch who you trust, these hoes ain't shit She was lining you up, while she was sucking yo' dick 12 ask a question, no we don't know shit (Yeah) We got the whole city mad They know we did it, we standin' on murder business We buying all the guns FN's and Choppers and Glizzys and all the pistols All the opps is scared The other ones wish they never started with us Bitch, it's up and stuck from all you niggas [Chorus: PnB Rock] Couple million, I stack that shit up in the safe You ain't with the gang, get the fuck out my face My lil side bitch just told me she love me like aye (Hold up) Bitch stay the fuck in your place Niggas talking that shit better stay in your grace My hittas killing for fun, its a game I had to bust down the rollie, no plain I'm about to show em' who running the game (yea yea) Same what you thought I'm from the dangerous parts This shit get dark You ain't stand up in the dark when you see them sparks Don't be the next one all on the chart Everybody wanna ride till they shit get parked Stay around and kill, you ain't got no heart [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Niggas be talkin' but now you get dead to me We here they blout with them glossy fans You know the rest of us history Niggas be pussy I caught on my man You got them playin' with their enemies Get in my bag and start droppin' them bands And turn that shit to a dispensary Knock one of you niggas right out of your misery (Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow) I send a blitz every time one of you niggas defending me I got the word, niggas ain't feeling me Niggas like hoe, got been in your tennis (bitch) You know I moved the pole and I let the shit stick to me I let it roll, you set the pitch for me We take it slow and I am in my heat Couple million, I ran that shit up in the safe When I got my first million I bought me a Wraith And I got me a Phantom for 500K (Hey) And I just gave it away Niggas be pussy better stay in your place One of my shooters gon' spray in your face I'm not the one, you should play all the games Bring out my name and we spendin' this day [Chorus: PnB Rock] Couple million, I stack that shit up in the safe You ain't with the gang, get the fuck out my face My lil side bitch just told me she love me like aye (Hold up) Bitch stay the fuck in your place Niggas talking that shit better stay in your grace My hittas killing for fun, its a game I had to bust down the rollie, no plain I'm about to show em' who running the game (Yea yea) Same what you thought I'm from the dangerous parts This shit get dark You ain't stand up in the dark when you see them sparks Don't be the next one all on the chart Everybody wanna ride till they shit get parked Stay around and kill, you ain't got no heart

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Credits

Writers
  • New Lane Ant
  • Fallwood
  • Bloublood
  • Lil Uzi Vert
  • Meek Mill
  • PnB Rock