Madder - Yella Beezy

Swear to God, I ain’t worried 'bout none of these niggas

Real life, these pussies be sissy

First time you don’t answer phone for a pussy nigga

Nigga wanna make a song sneak dissin' (Sneak dissin')

Ayy, I don’t owe a nigga shit, better get off my dick

Nigga wanna throw fits, act hissy (Act hissy)

Ayy, start pattin' nigga’s pockets, they gon' tell the nigga stop it

Like, «Why the fuck Yella back trippin'?»

Ayy (Back trippin')

Yeah my finger trigger back itchin' (On God)

Got two bitches in the back kissin' (Back kissin')

I ain’t tryna be your homie, pussy nigga, you don’t know me

And I ain’t tryna do a song with ya (With ya)

Actin' groupie, what the fuck is wrong with him?

(Wrong with him)

Tryna press me, you got the wrong nigga (Wrong nigga)

Swear to God, I have them killers sittin' at your front door

In the bushes, when you come home, nigga (Home, nigga)

Hell nah, I ain’t heard of you, my people will murder yo

Dumpin' that chopper, hang out the convertible

Big .223 bullets make your top a convertible

Make a square nigga back bend and turn vertical

Sneak and geek like a burglar, need attention, you’re surgical

He say he stand up, but these body shots curl him up

Broke bitches make me sick, throwin' up, early up

Fucked her this morning, got me a lil' early nut

Hey, got a nigga mad, make him madder, hey (Madder)

Better get to steppin' like a Kappa, hey (Kappa)

Really, all of y’all niggas cappers, hey (Cappers)

I ain’t sparin' none of these rappers, hey (Bah, bah, bah)

Clap when the rest gon' scatter, hey (Scatter)

Beat it like a drum, no batter

Monkey niggas get hit with bananas (Skrrt)

Kick a nigga door and then rob 'em, ayy (Skrrt)

Heard a nigga mad, make him madder, hey (Madder)

Really that don’t even matter, hey (Even matter)

Horses on the Porsche gon' gallop, hey (Gon' gallop)

Choppers start to sing, Mick Jagger, hey (Bah, bah)

Bitch, I’m a rich young bastard, hey

Choppers serve a nigga on a platter, hey (Woah)

Earn my stripe, no wrestlers (Woah)

Heard a nigga mad, make him madder (Go)

Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em)

You ain’t scarin' nothin' (You ain’t scarin' nothin')

Tryna cop a plea (Tryna cop a plea)

But I ain’t hearin' nothing (I ain’t hearin' shit)

Can’t tell my niggas chill (Tell my niggas chill)

When they turnin' up (Turnin', turnin', turnin')

Better calm down a lil' (Calm down a lil')

'Cause we’ll tear it up (Tear it, tear it up)

Hey, let a nigga flex a lil' bit (Oh)

Stop fuckin' on her, she a messy lil' bitch (Yeah)

Play crazy, nigga, it’ll get messy in this bitch (Woo)

Bullet hot, have a nigga sweat in this bitch (Bah, bah, bah)

Ooh, you will get stretched in this bitch (Yeah)

You’re big-headed, you’ll lose your neck in this bitch (Yeah)

Offstage, chuckin' my set in this bitch (Ah)

On the drive, cab’ll leave a nigga wet in this bitch (Woo)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Say it’s fuck me, then it’s fuck you too, hey (You too)

And I ain’t tryna do all that bumpin', lil' nigga

Tell me what the fuck you gon' do (Gon' do)

Hey, I heard them niggas talkin' 'bout you in the back

Fuck a nigga, slump them too (Just slump)

Make these niggas feel all this pressure, pressure, pressure

Chest shot, hit 'em with a one-two (One-two)

Hey, got a nigga mad, make him madder, hey (Madder)

Better get to steppin' like a Kappa, hey (Kappa)

Really, all of y’all niggas cappers, hey (Cappers)

I ain’t sparin' none of these rappers, hey (Bah, bah, bah)

Clap when the rest gon' scatter, hey (Scatter)

Beat it like a drum, no batter

Monkey niggas get hit with bananas (Skrrt)

Kick a nigga door and then rob 'em, ayy (Skrrt)

Heard a nigga mad, make him madder, hey (Madder)

Really that don’t even matter, hey (Even matter)

Horses on the Porsche gon' gallop, hey (Gon' gallop)

Choppers start to sing, Mick Jagger, hey (Bah, bah)

Bitch, I’m a rich young bastard, hey

Choppers serve a nigga on a platter, hey (Woah)

Earn my stripe, no wrestlers (Woah)

Heard a nigga mad, make him madder (Go)