WHY U SO MAD (Explicit)

WHY U SO MAD (Explicit) - BVDLVD/HEN$HAW/KDVSGOLIATH

Lyrics by：Callum Henshaw/Dawit Gebreselassie/Joshua Pearman

Composed by：Callum Henshaw/Dawit Gebreselassie/Joshua Pearman/Charlie Andreau

Don't come round here

Don't come around my boys uh

Don't wanna see no tears uh

I don't wanna hear no noise

You boutta face your fears nah

I don't think u got a choice

Cuz when u come round here

Yeah

We ain't gonna bring no toys

Bad

Why you so mad

Wait

Can a bad lad get topped

Can a mad man move rabbid

Jackrabbit then skrt

When things get robbed yeah

And your girl got dogged

Passed round the pack take a sniff

Star dog

Ain't about on job

Mana make p just chillin in my socks

Can you take it

I just turned a new leaf imma rake it

Bag it up make it double **** a payslip

Rack it up that's a duffle fulla wages

Big stages

Mans got plans set for big places

Shorty wanna **** that's dangerous

Shorty got a back that's spacious

Shorty got a back that's spacious

Don't come round here

Don't come around my boys uh

Don't wanna see no tears uh

I don't wanna hear no noise

You boutta face your fears nah

I don't think u got a choice

Cuz when u come round here

Yeah

We ain't gonna bring no toys

I been stepping correct no regular flex

I don't need shanks

No weapon to flex

I want mills I'm just making the steps and what huh

Ya carti fake

And don't talk bout no telling me claims they talk mortality race race mate mate

I can't end up like you on leica

I stopped that crap a while back

I make more I need to try hard

Yuh

I don't wanna do no drilling or clapping food

I wanna make some mills

Clapping food to make mills can't beat me back to beef with these deals

Don't come round here

Don't come around my boys uh

Don't wanna see no tears uh

I don't wanna hear no noise

You boutta face your fears nah

I don't think u got a choice

Cuz when u come round here

Yeah

We ain't gonna bring no toys

What's dat poking out your jacket

Man best back it

Send me to hell if man gon slap it

Rip lay me in a casket

K m t if a man wan chat ****

B y e if she ain't no bad *****

H e double n y too active

If you don't know by now that's gang ****

And a man move frantic

Fantastic

Soon blow like a hand ting

And I need more songs

No long so I get more gone morgan

No captain

No cappin

Ls on a madting

And them so jarring

So u know them man can't be jammin