Mad Man

Bad Man 100 round stick and got a mask and I'm bout to shoot it up I'm bout to double down All I wanna do is stack my money in the stash When I f*ck that bitch I put her legs up in a casket' Panic, Ok got a patek Yeah, Baby suck my dick and please don't panic I got racing stripes in this farrari (Skrt, Skrt, Skrt) When you get the drugs did they saran it? Please do not mishandle it Yeah, Bout to dive up in that pussy Rob Van Dam splashin' Handle it Okay, Let me handle it' Okay, Let me smash it' Okay, Let me thrash it' Okay, Bout to skirt off Okay, Bout to go and murder that boy my name murder Then I'm bout to pop that bitch I f*ck her like a turtle Yeah I do this shit a hundred times that's never heard of And these niggas talking like they known I never heard of ya Okay bout to double down, Double back, Swerve off I told that bitch I'm off a fucking pill don't touch my burner That bitch said she want me to herself she such a lurker But I said its only OTF, Only wan throat f*ck I walk and let my chain hang cause I got my change right If you not that broke boy why the f*ck your gang ain't right? Yes I got a scope on but I got a laser sight Come through with a street sweeper I hope you praying right Bout to turn my phone off, Please don not waste my time Bout to take my bitch up on a date we go get mai tai's Swear these niggas fake connected Boy you ain't got no mob ties, You ain't never rob guys Yeah I got 50 on it, You get scared and drop your damn iron (Let's go) I got 60 on it, You ain't built to last like Carmine (Let's go) 150 on it, You ain't organized like Luciano I put a milli on it, Better pay me or you'll see piranhas Bad Man 100 round stick and got a mask and I'm bout to shoot it up I'm bout to double down All I wanna do is stack my money in the stash When I f*ck that bitch I put her legs up in a casket' Panic, Ok got a patek Yeah, Baby suck my dick and please don't panic I got racing stripes in this farrari (Skrt, Skrt, Skrt) When you get the drugs did they saran it?