Jay Fizzle - Now They Mad lyrics

[Hook] Now they mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up n***a quit crying, get your weight up Ferragamo shoes, man they laced up Got to get up off your a**, can't lay up If you owe me n***a, better come and pay up Don't think it's a game ‘cause I'm little bruh Big a** Glock, man I'm strapped up Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up [Hook] Now they mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up n***a quit crying, get your weight up Ferragamo shoes, man they laced up Got to get up off your a**, can't lay up If you owe me n***a, better come and pay up Don't think it's a game ‘cause I'm little bruh Big a** Glock, man I'm strapped up Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up [Verse 1] Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up Hundred deep n***as in the Benz truck I know the n***a mad, can't stand us Straight sh**tin' on these n***as, where my Pampers? Excuse me, where my manners? In the strip club, tipping these dancers I done turned her into a p**n actor I just put this b**h on camera Designer all on my feet Designer all on my a** Designer all on my back I just popped these tags My swag turned to the max Yeen even got to ask Ten thousand blew in the mall n***a And I don't even really just brag I'm just living life Can't you n***as tell? Retired selling dope ‘Cause I know these n***as gon' tell Got four leases to my phone Got me callin', switching cells It's aight, I say f** ‘em s** a dick and go to hell [Hook] Now they mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up n***a quit crying, get your weight up Ferragamo shoes, man they laced up Got to get up off your a**, can't lay up If you owe me n***a, better come and pay up Don't think it's a game ‘cause I'm little bruh Big a** Glock, man I'm strapped up Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up [Hook] Now they mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up n***a quit crying, get your weight up Ferragamo shoes, man they laced up Got to get up off your a**, can't lay up If you owe me n***a, better come and pay up Don't think it's a game ‘cause I'm little bruh Big a** Glock, man I'm strapped up Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up [Verse 2] Stacks on deck, straps on deck Paper Route Empire, n***a we the f**ing best Ferragamo shoe with the Ferragamo vest b**h I ain't sagging with the Ferragamo belt Extendo on the Glocks, and the five in the TEC If you try to run in, guarantee you get wet Bullets hit your back, going straight through your chest Make one call, n***a guaranteed to get wet Now you mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up Stop crying, n***a go and get your weight up Benz [?] strong in the Benz truck If your numbers ain't right then your a** out of luck If I got a n***a with me he's for sure gon' bust If you see me with the chopper man your a** better duck If the keys [?] street, I don't really give a f** Open door, I'ma spray a n***a, wet that b**h up Turnt up on these n***as, that's why they mad Call it poppin' tags Stacks off in that bag, that's sh** they never had Rari bending corners, smoke the best of marijuana Had business in California Get this money my persona Money's all I really wanted [Hook] Now they mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up n***a quit crying, get your weight up Ferragamo shoes, man they laced up Got to get up off your a**, can't lay up If you owe me n***a, better come and pay up Don't think it's a game ‘cause I'm little bruh Big a** Glock, man I'm strapped up Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up [Hook] Now they mad ‘cause a n***a got the cake up n***a quit crying, get your weight up Ferragamo shoes, man they laced up Got to get up off your a**, can't lay up If you owe me n***a, better come and pay up Don't think it's a game ‘cause I'm little bruh Big a** Glock, man I'm strapped up Don't talk that sh**, we'll pull up