Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb
But don't get mad quacking as if you're hurt
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
Well, wait; won’t my mom get mad at me?
Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track
With mad skills and a fast act, who still can't get passed that
I'm here tryin' to pull you through
Then you get mad when he leaves you
And now i'm laughin cause they'll all get so fuckin' mad
And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that
Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set
Cuz it aint true, its fuckin funny when you get mad, and you need med
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
Life's a hard and mad game, you'll get caught by flames
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