Mad

[TK Kravitz:]
TK Kravitz, Pierre music
I don't know why these niggas mad at me, what?

I don't know why these niggas mad at me
'Cause I came up on a million
I don't know why these niggas mad at me
I was broke, now I'm living (Hey)

(Woo) They just have to go and be mad, yeah
They just gon' have to be mad, yeah
They just gon' have to be mad, yeah
They just gon' have to be mad, yeah

When they got that bag
Some real ones, who rep that flag
Shoot you in the broad day, now I'm back
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Hit that pussy, make it talk back, yeah
Hit that pussy, make it talk back, yeah
Fuck my ex 'cause I'm off that, yeah
In the Hills with some bad thotties
Told that bitch catch like Jerry Rice, what?
I'm for real, I ain't for the hype
Bend it over, arch your back, that's a thousand likes
You been playing games all night like Fortnite
We don't have nothing but time
If I'm lying, then I'm dying (I'm dyin')
I do this shit without trying
Niggas talking down on me but I'm common

I don't know why these niggas mad at me
'Cause I came up on a million
I don't know why these niggas mad at me
I was broke, now I'm living

[Sage The Gemini:]
Ayy, if he can make you look, then he can have you
Got a bad listen, that's some shit that I can't add to
Still give you that look when I would pass you
When he come, your new nigga, just promise I can still smash you
And I'll be on my way
I need help counting these hundreds, by myself, it'd take all day
Your new nigga better not ever show his face
I raise forty and take thirty off that nigga day-to-day
Ayy, and that GT doing dashboards
Hit the corner, D-Boy spilling lean on my dashboard
Ayy, pussy nigga, what you mad for?
You say you live like me but you lying, Madagascar

[TK Kravitz:]
I don't know why these niggas mad at me
'Cause I came up on a million
I don't know why these niggas mad at me
I was broke, now I'm living