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Started from the bottom, made it to the they mad
in Maybachs and Wraith drops; they mad
Well it, be mad
(Mustard on the beat, ho!)

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out your
Get out feelings, get out your feelings
Get out your feelings, get out feelings

Damn, back now, wipe me down
Hit a model from the now, wipe me down
Spend it, get it right back now, me down
Ooh, my sendin' packs now, wipe me down
All about the money, 'bout these honeys
a bitch, then hit a bitch, then bounce
I be on my bunny, oh
You look like a hater, mad faces when I through
[?] out in your bity plus a bag for the
I'm with time
Spendin' less on the argue.. wait, why argue?
Bitch, who are You mad, huh?
Oh, that's why mad
Please, somebody, me why they mad)
Wish I was bad, huh?
Wish I was bad
Prayin' on a nigga's downfall, that's sad
I'm quick to a nigga the real so quick
Like, stop hatin', get on your
I'm quick to a nigga the real so quick
Like, hatin', get on your shit, nigga

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out your
Get out feelings, get out your feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings

I'm quick to tell a nigga the real, real
I'm with all the pull ups at the field quick
Pull up a pair of heels and steal your bitch
Shoot a real Perez Hilton, for real, lil'
Yeah, bitches hate these so they emo
I just sold my and bought a kilo
I put some rims on my Eagle
I sell this verse inside a needle, yeah, yeah
Once upon a I was broke, now I'm flexin'
Now it's beat through closet the Goyard section
Two bi bitches sent 'em directions
If you do not stretch it then these not pressin' (you mad)
I did another show with Mustard (you mad)
Ayy, I signed to 400 Summers (you mad)
Now I can my mama to the suburbs (you mad)
You make your wish he wore a rubber (he mad)

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out feelings
Get out your feelings, get out feelings
Get out your feelings, get out your

You mad
Oh, that's why mad
Please, somebody, me why they mad
He mad
Wish I was bad
on a real nigga downfall, that's sad
You mad
Oh, that's why mad
Please, somebody, tell me why mad
He mad
I was doin' bad
Prayin' on a nigga downfall, that's sad
You mad

Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out yo
Get out yo, get out yo, get out yo, get out feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings
Get out feelings, get out your feelings