Lyrics Nick Bean – Why You Mad

Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?

Had a different
?
every day this week, yeah
Ooh, you know I’m bout my craft, I keep that mac ‘n’ cheese, yeah
Yeah my card ain’t got no limit, feeling
?, yeah
Girl you know balling, baby, I’m praying for keeps, yeah

Mili on the gram, baby I do this often
So many dead pressies I should probably own a coffin
When it comes to the internet, run it like faucet
Chain link so damn fat and juicy you think it’s sausage
I know that I drive you crazy, please proceed with caution
Look at all this green, I should probably play for Boston
You can catch me in the kitchen whipping while I’m saucing
I see you tryna ride my wave, well you should be a dolphin

I come to your city, I’m feeling like Diddy
One pick on the
?
just turn into money
I’m doing this music, I’m so independent
You rappers as broke as a joke and it’s funny
I cannot help but surrender
?
bees
And you know I just love when they give me the honey
Drop videos every day ‘Tube, I see why you mad

Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?

Had a different
?
every day this week, yeah
Ooh, you know I’m bout my craft, I keep that mac ‘n’ cheese, yeah
Yeah my card ain’t got no limit, feeling
?, yeah
Girl you know balling, baby, I’m praying for keeps, yeah

I’m the man, you know I’m the man
Ask your girl, she know who I am
I’m so fly, never never land
You other guys a bunch of Peter Pans
So much drive I work for NASCAR
I’m a star, I work for NASA (Let’s go)
Tell your girl hasta mañana
Mi casa su casa

I come to your city, I’m feeling like Diddy
One pick on the
?
just turn into money
I’m doing this music, I’m so independent
You rappers as broke as a joke and it’s funny
I cannot help but surrender
?
bees
And you know I just love when they give me the honey
Drop videos every day ‘Tube, I see why you mad
‘Cause you ain’t really on nothing

Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?
Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad?

Had a different
?
every day this week, yeah
Ooh, you know I’m bout my craft, I keep that mac ‘n’ cheese, yeah
Yeah my card ain’t got no limit, feeling
?, yeah
Girl you know balling, baby, I’m praying for keeps, yeah