Eff. dope - Why you mad for? lyrics

[Verse 1] Aaron Cohen Five G in an old black Camaro A raging bull when they come to that dinero Make it count on Robert Downey, that's less than zero So now I need some bread or roll on our f**ing hero I never play the role of no f**ing hero You hear the ba** first, Rafael Pamero First day girl, I ain't Mark McGuire I need my fix, call me MacGyver And the booth is kinda like vagina cause They all get scared as f** whenever I come inside And record it, damn right, I'm a rider And I can't give a sh** if your clothes is designer Just know I got a chick that make your chick look like China And if the time is right I'm gonna pile driver That's when you stand up before you 69 You kids is wilder, it's in my genes, son, I'm wilder, get it [Hook] Why you mad for? Why you mad for? I know some kids that'll k** for a RAV4 Why you mad for? Why you mad for? They don't let us in We breaking through the back door X2 [verse 2] Grande Marshall Homie, how am I supposed to be worried about the sun going plain When I'm tryna eat my damn self n***as is looking like how the ball got through the door I hopped over the cake, I ain't need no damn door Plus I bought a couple grams who tried to cop something quick Keep an eye on them taxes, the more cheesy to fix Spray the perm on the pan, make sure that sh** don't stick Homie, I stash in the dip, I stashed and I dipped Your head get big bucks on it, stress with big cuffs on it A cherry pie with no crust on it A loud patty, see and see soda All you gotta do is phone me I've been on my jobs since on the road, 2-85 with the blue blue Yo, who is this What's the word on prune juice, I need something big I got older n***as stresses, got older n***as stresses You reached the best of the best At the tone, leave a message Just pull up [hook]