mad lad (ft. Trxshu)

Chorus (Me):

Make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

Mad Hatter, shit don't matter

No fucking happy ever afters

Yeah, make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

They say I'm trash, trash

But I don't got time to chat chat

I don't wan' chit chat

I wan' do my riff raffs, yeah

 

Verse 1 (Trxshu, he's Japanese):

We be on a bus like we lookin' for a mystery

Motherfuckers do the research yet they still repeat history

Now some hoes got a gun, tryna put me out of my misery

Told hoes don't touch me, they tryna trigger me

But I'm a bigger me, better than Kimberly

I don't give a fuck if I'm a sinner guy

I don't give a fuck 'bout the winner guy

And by the way, I'm the killer type

Poppin' pillies like Killer Tye

And you think you cool? Bitch, it's a killer night

'Bout to kill some bitches, make 'em shiver

Rhymes I never fail to deliver

Will not fall in Winter, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, hoes just so mad, they bitter

Then they rant on Twitter

And they never even consider

That they actions have consequences

And by the way, I bought you 20 dresses

Hope you know I ain't even jealous

I wish you the best, just don't get too reckless

I know I'm a mad lad, a motherfucking menace

Hoes compare me to Mad Hatter, but lil' do they know, I'm so precious

Now hoes flock to me and jump over fences

I got the Glock on me, it's the defense shit

Now they tryna put the blame on me due to they defenses

They always put the shame on me, but they just some exes

And honestly, you playin' wit' me? Ima choke you with a necklace

Now hoes stayin' wit' me? Hoe, Ima regret this

I know hoes gon' spend the day wit' me, Ima hop in the Lexus

I don't need no one to stay wit' me, I'll leave 'em senseless

Now bitch, do not play with me or you'll end up in Texas

'Cause hoes wanna play games wit' me, it's fuckin' endless

Now they tryna put the chains on me, I told 'em, "You bet it"

Now they gon' put they name on me, Ima be up in Memphis

I may be Japanese but I'm still good at texting, uh

 

Chorus (Me):

Make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

Mad Hatter, shit don't matter

No fucking happy ever afters

Yeah, make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

They say I'm trash, trash

But I don't got time to chat chat

I don't wan' chit chat

I wan' do my riff raffs, yeah

 

Verse 2 (Me):

It's cold, it's stormy, nobody can warm me

Why hoes so damn horny? I'ma get my glory

I don't know if my mom 40

That's a completely different story

By the way, you ain't my shorty

'Cause nowadays hoes mde corny

I do not care 'bout you, you just salty

Kill 'em all 'cause this place be faulty

And now they come back to taunt me

Told they ass, "You can't haunt me"

I'm a hero, back to zero, De Niro

Don't care 'bout you, I'm weary bro

Now hoes tryna act like they near me though

Fuck 'em all, they should fear me yo

'Cause most of 'em don't even hear me go

And honestly, I don't wanna be near no hoe

I also don't even fear no foe

Takin' 'em on all at once, crowd so cheery though

I don't care 'bout no theory, bro

And honestly, I can see clearly yo

And fuck off, 'cause I nearly went

Off the roof, clearly sent

A message to the nearest person

That can help me instead of worsen

Remove my burdens, livin' suburban

I have been workin', that's one thing for certain

I found my purpose, gon' remove the curtains

And now I'm a new version, call a nurse, call a surgeon

Call a doctor 'cause I'm hurting

But I'm fine now, never burning

Now hoes want me back 'cause they learning

But I don't need 'em now, for certain, uh

 

Chorus (Me):

Make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

Mad Hatter, shit don't matter

No fucking happy ever afters

Yeah, make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

They say I'm trash, trash

But I don't got time to chat chat

I don't wan' chit chat

I wan' do my riff raffs, yeah

 

Verse 3 (Trxshu, he's Japanese):

Gun go boom boom, ratatata

You think I knew knew that you miss yo dada?

Who gives a fuck, dude? You speakin' blah blah

I got my money, got my own damn katana

And I don't need nobody, I be like ska ska

Do you think I care? I'd rather get Prada

I don't really care 'bout you, only my marijuana

Hope you know I don't like no drama

I had some trauma from Tatyana

But I'm okay now, yada yada ya ya

I don't really care, you walk like my grandma

You talk like my grandpa

Go do your fucking cha cha

All I hear is fucking bah bah

Just shut up and go ga ga, uh

Call up Audrey, I be sippin' my coffee

Hoes so fucking naughty, most of 'em don't call me

Yeah, they stall me, told lil' hoe I'm balling

I told lil' hoe still falling

I don't care who the fuck be calling

Phone silenced, drivin' unlicensed

Reach the ceiling, socials now private

Now it's quiet, no more riots

I love it silent, no more violence

Hoes ain't violent, just pure silence

I like it, yeah, now I got guidance

And no more roarin' like them lions

just relaxing, doin' science

School be peaceful, ain't even lying

I feel good now, high as fuck, I feel like I'm flying

Uh, hoes down for riding

Yuh, I ain't even crying

Nuh, I be fucking shining

Hoe, I am rising, no need for hiding, yuh

I be fuckin' shining, got used to driving

Now I got used to trying

Now them hoes ain't bitin'

Still bitin' back, still fighting

Risen on my feet, peace I'm finding

I'ma go back to my place and fix the lighting

'Cause I strike down like lightning

And I ain't gon' lie down for starters

Hoes used to make my life harder

But now I've gotten farther

Now life ain't gettin' darker

And I've been gettin' smarter

Wiser and sharper, yeah

Bitch, I can be yo' barber, yeah

Bitch, I got the markers, yeah

 

Chorus (Me):

Make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

Mad Hatter, shit don't matter

No fucking happy ever afters

Yeah, make 'em mad mad, they call me Mad Lad

They say I'm trash, trash

But I don't got time to chat chat

I don't wan' chit chat

I wan' do my riff raffs, yeah

 

Outro (Me):

Hoes goin' bonkers, pushin' each other in lockers

Stealin' pennies and dollars, becomin' little monsters

Now hoes bring out the choppers, we might just need a couple doctors

Diagnosis us with psychosis, told they ass why do I bother?

Now hoes tryna make it seem like I'm the worst

Honk at a hoe, fully immersed

Guess nobody really concerned

And this shit I've fucking earned

Twisted and turned, hurt and burned

Now we dispersed and finally learned

That life is not something you can rehearse

If you fuck up once you can't reverse

So try your best and do not burst

That's a first, quench yo' thirst

And by the way, don't think you're cursed

Even if it hurts, just sit down and yearn

Not tryna be stern, just want you to learn

And if you run away, make sure to return

Take a break if you wish, navigate the twists and turns

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