KoL NyNy - Mad(3x)

Know they mad mad
Know they mad mad
Kruddy i'm kruddy
Thinking 'bout that f****** NyNy (NyNy)
Know they mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real bad, bad, bad
Talking like I really ain't the s*** got a stack rubber band won't fit
Wish you never did that
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick dat ah push your whole s*** back
NyNy put the whole damn team ona map
Looking like A dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real fat, fat, fat
Talking like I really ain't the s*** got a stack rubber band won't fit
'Cause I only do cash
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick if you try to come cross these tracks
NyNy put the whole damn team on her back
Looking like a dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad

I keep it hunnid a straight buck
We be running and running the s*** up they can't even keep up
Get bust if you try one of us
Kruddy n**** and I don't give a f***, Play wit us push ya luck
Remember how I started with nothing
Gotta lor something turned it to something, Family treat you like a bum
Now I got a plate not a crumb
Can't relate to all the s*** where I'm from
All the killing made me numb move steady now
I got more fetty heard my other brother hating why you acting so jelly
All I need is all the bread you can call a n**** deli
Now ion want to break a dime so I guess a n**** petty
Serving up a junkie got me feeling like I'm hard
Looking like a lic I know I'm different 'cause I'm raw
One click one call knock your whole team off
And my b**** rep the west but she from the perry hall
Talking all this s*** I need a tissue when I spit
I could never quit my intentions to be rich
They ain't give me food I took the plate and then I bit
Throw me in a pit I'm coming out wit your b****
Know I be the one clout can't even do this
Who this that be NyNy really really 'bout the bizz
When you really got a dream you gon' lose a couple friends
Guess it's safe to say them n***** wasn't riding till the end

Know they mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real bad, bad, bad
Talking like I really ain't the s*** got a stack rubber band won't fit
Wish you never did that
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick dat ah push your whole s*** back
NyNy put the whole damn team ona map
Looking like A dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real fat, fat, fat
Talking like I really ain't the s*** got a stack rubber band won't fit
'Cause I only do cash
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick if you try to come cross these tracks
NyNy put the whole damn team on her back
Looking like a dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad

Why you sad, sad, sad
I guess I got 'em mad, mad, mad (Ok)
You was glad, glad, glad
I ain't have a helping hand and you laughed b****
Off the muscle I be working
Only call if it's important or it's urgent
Pockets low I said my stomach really hurting
Spotlight time to open up the curtain
Give my girl the world, Mother get the most
Say I'm acting different 'cause I treat 'em like a ghost
You ain't never had a goal cook it up in the bowl
Selling drugs got old when my heart went cold
They already know, The type of shit I'm on
If you ain't 'bout the money what the f*** you really doing
All my dreams Im pursuing
I need a lor time
Worry 'bout you nah I'm really worried 'bout mine

Know they mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real bad, bad, bad
Talking like I really ain't the s*** got a stack rubber band won't fit
Wish you never did that
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick that ah push your whole s*** back
NyNy put the whole damn team ona map
Looking like A dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad

Know they mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real bad, bad, bad
Talking like I really ain't the s***, Got a stack
Rubber band won't fit wish you never did that
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick that ah push your whole shit back
NyNy put the whole damn team ona map
Looking like A dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad
I ain't even stunting on a n**** got a couple lor b******
And they all real fat, fat, fat
Talking like I really ain't the s***
Got a stack rubber band won't fit 'cause I only do cash
Started from the bottom now we lit
Don't diss got a stick if you try to come cross these tracks
NyNy put the whole damn team on her back
Looking like a dealer got 'em mad, mad, mad

Got 'em mad mad, got 'em mad mad, got 'em mad, mad, mad
Got 'em mad mad (Mm)
Sad, Sad, Sad

Written by:
Aniyja Bullock

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