Mad [Remix]

[Intro: HIBARI555]

Let's go, why you fucking mad?
Ima go and hit a lick because I stay inside my bag
Your music will die out quick like it is a fucking fad
Yeah I'm cruising down the city with my boys ain't talking bad

[Chorus: HIBARI555]

Why you fucking mad?
Ima go and hit a lick because I stay inside my bag
Your music will die out quick like it is a fucking fad
Yeah I'm cruising down the city with my boys ain't talking bad

[Verse 1: HIBARI555]

She jealous of my tracks tracks tracks
If you wasting all my time I charge you tax tax tax
She go throw it back its like it's all in IMAX
She double cross me call it lax lax lax
She annoying like a motherfucking gnat
If you talking shit about me I'm expecting you to @
So many snakes around me I can never relax
Yea I wanna make a difference yea I wanna impact
She coming up to mе after she just talked all that shit
Yеa I don't need that bitch, I'm getting blue just like Stitch
They stealing my flow so much just come on make your fucking own
It's just like kid buu you a clone, I'ma put my name in stone

[Verse 2: GraffitiAvenue]

I don't give a fuck cause today I woke up mad
Yea she rode me like a truck yea that bitch can throw it back
With HIBARI in the cut and we both got on a mask
Put a hole right through your gut unless you doing what I ask

Mask up on my face I'm not tryna catch a case aye
Falling on my face taking drugs and they laced aye
Put you in your place cause I'm in a hyper state aye
Bodies in a lake with no evidence to trace aye

Learning from the best getting checks that I invest
Now you are impressed I already know the rest
Why you fucking pressed cause you know that we are vets
Boutta start a war cause the lord is going next

[Verse 3: Warlrd]

Why these pussies mad at me?
He talking down pull up with a beam
I think I need me a mill times 3
Talk shit right now til I blow up you gon see

Ima run up with a mop
He talking get the chop
I be up on the block
You know we on top
Your bitch give top
You know we gon pop
I'm letting them drop
I let my blade talk

5 when I pull up and you gonna die
He be talking hella tough but you are not sky
I'm pulling out the butter like a fish he get fried
I keep me a blade pussy boy don't try

[Chorus: HIBARI555]

Why you fucking mad?
Ima go and hit a lick because I stay inside my bag
Your music will die out quick like it is a fucking fad
Yeah I'm cruising down the city with my boys ain't talking bad