Rich The Kid - Why You Mad lyrics

[Hook: x2] Hopping out the Rarri I don came from the bottom Got a whole lotta cash... Money on the table Got money on the floor Got money in the bag... Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? [Verse 1:] Broke n***a wanna talk Got money in the vault She buy me Giuseppe, she tell me she love me... You cuffing her, choosing her, giving her money Why ya mad cause I came up? Say I wouldn't make it f** n***a I'm famous... Pull up in the Audi, the Rarri I'm racing No mo' wearin Ralph Lauren My b**h so foreign Trap jumpin like Jordan... How many times I told ya'll I'm drinking that lean Out the bottle in the morning... Yung n***a I come from the hood Flex and finesse and I juug Rich n***a I made me a milli My momma she told me I would Red bottoms when I'm walking it's a murder scene OG gas bags light green, Listerine I didn't judge history But it don't get to me Racking and stacking the currency... You love her, you give her yo card I'm in yo garage She s** me She getting me hard You kissing that broad [Hook] [Verse 2:] You mad? Or nah? Rockstar, pull up, no guitar I'm f**ing yo b**h but you buying her cars I ride in that Phantom, a boss My neck and my wrist on glacier Paper and paper, I'm relay the mayor Shorty she know I'm a player She thick from Jamaica Rich n***a in the club, throwin money in the air Broke n***as, just staring over there Pull up in a Rarri, but you riding on a spare My diamonds so clear Hunnid bands my ear I ain't round no square You busted yo tire You ain't got bus fare By the way, these haters ain't talm bout nothing I'm still getting hunnids In the mall with yo b**h With yo money I'm buying me something Maison Margielas And brand new Giuseppes You still wearin pradas... I pull up in Rarri I came from the bottom You riding the motor [Hook]