Madness 2

By W.B.K

Released on January 23, 2019

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[Verse: Suzi Ciniatas]

I have arrived

Who want smoke

When the blade draws

Who getting poked

Hell is hot

Just like these hollows

Use alcohol to drown out your sorrow

Puerto Rican

Pussy Poppin

Probably cause

My pockets

Puffy

Puffin up

With profit

You paper thin

You fold easy

Ain't no competition

This is easy breezy

Baddie with a fatty

Back it up like a talker

Make that bitch wet like wegman and talker

All you muthafuckas will get cropped

If you flip flop

I will off your top

All of this work and tryna get a name

Its all about art

Its not about fame

First sound cloud

Then apple music

All you mother fuckers said I wouldn’t do it

You doubted WBK

Me and you doubted Jay

Now you see that all of us eating good

You pussy niggas wanna play

Why

Cause its madness all around me niggas keep switching

Its madness all around me and these women keep bitching


[Verse: Jayneto]

Yuh

You left for dead

Like left for dead

I turned around

Then left you dead

Its not personal

Just biz

And you should know how everything is

Wouldn't give a damn if you had kids

Play with my money and its over cheers

Have a cocktail with three more gems

While my home boy tear you limb from limb

I be going crazy

With this mother fucking lady

Then I turned her ass around

She was acting real shady

I can never get it pass

Why I always come in last

So I gotta take a soul

As I'm digging in a hole

Im never in the grave sight

But in hot sight

I should’ve took a chance

When its shinning real bright

Keem getting real high

Higher then a plane fight

Then we saw a couple homies asking for a fist fight

Dog

You don't really want this beef

I don't fight to win

I fight for the feast

Im five foot eleven

With a long ass meat and a girl swinging on it like a tight rope G

Yuh

Cause its madness all around bitch

Cause its madness all around bitch


[Verse: W.B.K]

Cause its madness all around bitch

Whack Boi is up next bitch

So you know I gotta kill it

You a skillet

That's the realist

Im the realist

Bitch im trill

Really can't stand

People in the rain

Ready change the game

Cause I feel it in my veins

Niggas don't think I'm nice

But I still got ice with a bad bitch right

Sike

I could keep goin all night

Imma go hard

Hit you with a left right down up combo

Mix em like gumbo

He goin stumble

Bitch I'm humble

Yes I see madness in the rain

Niggas can’t be tamed

Swerving switching lanes

While I get some brain

I been insane

Plot twist its a game

I speak pain niggas don’t know me but I'm bane

Coming at you whack like a heart attack

Momma wouldn’t know that I get all the quack

Keep it up

Keep it up

No stopping that

Imma beast unleashed

No coming back

Nigga ain't fucking get it

Then rewind it back

Stacking bread up

Bitch I'm fed up

Keep ya head up

And see what I see

Madness

Its just madness all around me

Madness all around me

Bitch