Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Y'all mad 'cause I don't sound like these other rappers
Mad 'cause I don't rap like a local trapper
Mad because y'all thought that I was an actor
Mad cause I don't like all these mumble rappers
Mad and y'all mad 'cause y'all cause disaster
I keep it 100 and y'all mad it's accurate
I don't need a camera with my pen I capture it
41 on my back like I'm Dirk on Mavericks
Drip to your face saturation to a satirist
Neck on froze no ice on your sad wrist
No more haters in line got a sad list
Hating dont cost nothing so the broke be the maddest
Lavish, haggis, jacket talent hidden under the modest the malice with the madden on
Yo my status up
Don't talk unless you got your status up
Dont talk unless you talk less when you 'round me pup
Talk on social media then be like 'sup
Thats a hater on a hater on a follow up
Thats a friend on a friend for a cover up
Thats a man on a man for a clout come up
Counter noint
My raps be real simple straight and to the point
Don't appoint
Your crew or managers tryna hit me up for a collab or joint, NOPE
I ain't saying ion need you keep the pace
If your music trash ima say it to your face
I don't know why you broke boys tryna play me
I know i'm the best rapper in the CPSD
Don't nobody want a feature unless it is with me
Tryna start a beef well you barking up the wrong tree
Been at the gate god of rap just gave me the wrong key
Keep it up and you and all your bars be six feet I'm obsolete
Why you mad
Don't show up if I ever drop the Ad
Don't be mad when your girl popping tags
Don't be mad when I'm up tappin' that
I be sleep
Text me
Where you At
Don't ask if she bossed up bad
Don't be mad if she up dropping ah
You'll be dead in the morning if you spazz
I'll pick and pop you while your hands in your pockets
I'll pick and roll you like you ran out of options
My pick will fade away hop, hit a hoppin
I'll hit a floater in the goal, Mary Poppins
Don't you hit my toll without the pay that ain't no option
Unless you wanna go that way without stopping
I'll hit ya brain with the 30, no stoppin'
We onto better things, like yeah we dropped it
I'll leave you hanging by ya neck in the fall
I'll stomp ya face to death, yeah kill 'em all
I ain't really twisted but overall
You catch me laughing at ya body call me
Logan Paul
(Hah)
Take ya cheese
Over eat
Don't repeat
I'm elite
Grab the beat
Kick it out show ya how real G kick it
Real G kick it
Mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Paul Mccall - Mad (feat. Tyrie) Lyrics
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Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Y'all mad 'cause I don't sound like these other rappers
Mad 'cause I don't rap like a local trapper
Mad because y'all thought that I was an actor
Mad cause I don't like all these mumble rappers
Mad and y'all mad 'cause y'all cause disaster
I keep it 100 and y'all mad it's accurate
I don't need a camera with my pen I capture it
41 on my back like I'm Dirk on Mavericks
Drip to your face saturation to a satirist
Neck on froze no ice on your sad wrist
No more haters in line got a sad list
Hating dont cost nothing so the broke be the maddest
Lavish, haggis, jacket talent hidden under the modest the malice with the madden on
Yo my status up
Don't talk unless you got your status up
Dont talk unless you talk less when you 'round me pup
Talk on social media then be like 'sup
Thats a hater on a hater on a follow up
Thats a friend on a friend for a cover up
Thats a man on a man for a clout come up
Counter noint
My raps be real simple straight and to the point
Don't appoint
Your crew or managers tryna hit me up for a collab or joint, NOPE
I ain't saying ion need you keep the pace
If your music trash ima say it to your face
I don't know why you broke boys tryna play me
I know i'm the best rapper in the CPSD
Don't nobody want a feature unless it is with me
Tryna start a beef well you barking up the wrong tree
Been at the gate god of rap just gave me the wrong key
Keep it up and you and all your bars be six feet I'm obsolete
Why you mad
Don't show up if I ever drop the Ad
Don't be mad when your girl popping tags
Don't be mad when I'm up tappin' that
I be sleep
Text me
Where you At
Don't ask if she bossed up bad
Don't be mad if she up dropping ah
You'll be dead in the morning if you spazz
I'll pick and pop you while your hands in your pockets
I'll pick and roll you like you ran out of options
My pick will fade away hop, hit a hoppin
I'll hit a floater in the goal, Mary Poppins
Don't you hit my toll without the pay that ain't no option
Unless you wanna go that way without stopping
I'll hit ya brain with the 30, no stoppin'
We onto better things, like yeah we dropped it
I'll leave you hanging by ya neck in the fall
I'll stomp ya face to death, yeah kill 'em all
I ain't really twisted but overall
You catch me laughing at ya body call me
Logan Paul
(Hah)
Take ya cheese
Over eat
Don't repeat
I'm elite
Grab the beat
Kick it out show ya how real G kick it
Real G kick it
Mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Y'all mad 'cause I don't sound like these other rappers
Mad 'cause I don't rap like a local trapper
Mad because y'all thought that I was an actor
Mad cause I don't like all these mumble rappers
Mad and y'all mad 'cause y'all cause disaster
I keep it 100 and y'all mad it's accurate
I don't need a camera with my pen I capture it
41 on my back like I'm Dirk on Mavericks
Drip to your face saturation to a satirist
Neck on froze no ice on your sad wrist
No more haters in line got a sad list
Hating dont cost nothing so the broke be the maddest
Lavish, haggis, jacket talent hidden under the modest the malice with the madden on
Yo my status up
Don't talk unless you got your status up
Dont talk unless you talk less when you 'round me pup
Talk on social media then be like 'sup
Thats a hater on a hater on a follow up
Thats a friend on a friend for a cover up
Thats a man on a man for a clout come up
Counter noint
My raps be real simple straight and to the point
Don't appoint
Your crew or managers tryna hit me up for a collab or joint, NOPE
I ain't saying ion need you keep the pace
If your music trash ima say it to your face
I don't know why you broke boys tryna play me
I know i'm the best rapper in the CPSD
Don't nobody want a feature unless it is with me
Tryna start a beef well you barking up the wrong tree
Been at the gate god of rap just gave me the wrong key
Keep it up and you and all your bars be six feet I'm obsolete
Why you mad
Don't show up if I ever drop the Ad
Don't be mad when your girl popping tags
Don't be mad when I'm up tappin' that
I be sleep
Text me
Where you At
Don't ask if she bossed up bad
Don't be mad if she up dropping ah
You'll be dead in the morning if you spazz
I'll pick and pop you while your hands in your pockets
I'll pick and roll you like you ran out of options
My pick will fade away hop, hit a hoppin
I'll hit a floater in the goal, Mary Poppins
Don't you hit my toll without the pay that ain't no option
Unless you wanna go that way without stopping
I'll hit ya brain with the 30, no stoppin'
We onto better things, like yeah we dropped it
I'll leave you hanging by ya neck in the fall
I'll stomp ya face to death, yeah kill 'em all
I ain't really twisted but overall
You catch me laughing at ya body call me
Logan Paul
(Hah)
Take ya cheese
Over eat
Don't repeat
I'm elite
Grab the beat
Kick it out show ya how real G kick it
Real G kick it
Mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Writer: Paul Mccall
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid