blizzeh – why you mad lyrics
[intro]
yeah, you already know what it is
me & jbm f-ckin with the happy trap hahaha
yo!
[bridge & verse 1]
f-ck is you mad for? (huh?)
i got that cash flow (yeah)
f-cking with mad hoes (yeah)
drugs up the -sshole (yeah)
if i was you i guess i would be mad too
came up on my own like what the f-ck my dad do?
what the f-ck you hating for you looking like a sad dude
guess i gotta f-ck your b-tch she sent me pic of baboon
looking like a bad dude but i’m being real
all your women gonna do it for a couple pill
i might order dinner but i hit ’em with a bill
spot’s getting hot so they telling me to chill
if i’m caught slipping yo they sending me to jail
giving em my bank number bet i’m making bail
gotta get back to my trap & the sales
phone blowing up while i’m a wrapping a bell
[bridge & verse 2]
f-ck is you mad for? (huh)
i got that cash flow (yeah)
f-cking with mad hoes (yeah)
drugs up the -sshole (yeah)
been a long time since i had that lean
why the f-ck does everybody wanna be a fiend?
if you got lean better buy my beans
better yet you better let me sell this g
nah, i ain’t talm bout dat weed
nah, i ain’t talm bout that c-ke
nah, i ain’t talking bout that smoke
nah, i ain’t talking bout that blow
yeah, yeah i’m talm bout your ho
yeah, blizzeh b bad to the bone
stupid junkie b-tches giving neck for the dope
fentanyl patch looking fat like a pope
man i’m getting sick of this i’m sicker than the syphilis i’m getting penicillin for these b-tches get my dividend
if you p-ss me off i guess i gotta f-ck your b-tch again
if you hating on me you just hating cuz i’m different
[bridge & verse 3]
f-ck is you mad for? (huh?)
i got that cash flow (yeah)
f-cking with mad ho (yeah)
drugs up the -sshole (yeah)
k!ll him with a little bit of cinnamon a bun
i don’t give a sh-t about a little b-tch a nun
pull up with a stick watch a little bitty run
give his b-tch d-ck watch a little bitty run
syllable k!lla flow i am original you is so pitiful you is a liberal f-ck a conservative i am divisible under the biblical god, d-mn uh yeah, he invisible
f-ck all your parties i’m sipping bacardi then robbing your shawty for order at arby
i am a seneca she is a barbie but she is so h-rny for seneca party i call her a corgi she drunk off a 40 she copping a dub but i made her pay 40
stupid lil b-tch 5’1” she a shorty
stupid lil ho for my d-ck call her glory
[outro]
f-ck is you mad for? huh?
wanna tell me right now?
no? guess not
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