U Mad (young Luxenberg Club Edit) Lyrics - Vic Mensa

Ooh I don't need y'all either 

Ooh don't wanna talk about it 

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Like I don't know nobody 

I guess I don't 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

She gon' be mad right? Ain't that too bad, right? 

Wanna catch that cab, right? Take back that bag, right? 

I guess that she just gon' go buy herself that purse, that purse 

I guess that she just gon' go swipe, buy her self worth, that's cold 

Now I'm the villain, no really I'm just chillin' 

Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin' 

Mary, Mary all I need, pussy, money, weed 

And all my women in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTree 

All I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the road like every day 

We everywhere, any day and anywhere that the money say 

No questions, no questions please, just on your knees 

Blow, don't sneeze, bitch shut up, don't breathe 

Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy said that nigga mashed 

All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches fast 

Fuck in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrrr 

Who her? I forgot her name 

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Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Ooh like, ooh like I don't know nobody 

Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody 

Oh you mad, huh? 

I guess I don't 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

There go another lawsuit 

In court so much, man I should've went to law school 

Everybody brawlin', it was all cool 

'Til I hit the bartender with the barstool 

I don't fuck with fake dudes wearin' fake Trues 

I just talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "TRUUU!" 

I feel like MJ, I'm in his shoes 

I'm talkin' Montell Jordan, this is how we do 

Bust a nigga head and then I lay low 

These niggas ass-water, get the Drano 

She ain't really bad, she a photo thot 

I should hire this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop 

That Lexapro got me drowsy than a heart attack 

I think they finally think got me where they want me at 

I got 700 emails in my inbox 

What that mean? I ain't callin' nobody back 

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Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Ooh like, ooh like I don't know nobody 

Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody 

Oh you mad, huh? 

I guess I don't 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

I be catchin' too many stares this evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a roll 

At the Louvre in Paris, still be on the block like a corner store 

Ain't my fault you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was planned 

They sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France 

Paparazzi like, "Oh that's him!", pour that gin, let's get faded 

Drinkin' like it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix 

Hater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do right 

But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator like Ray Rice 

Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's just different 

SAVEMONEY, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences 

Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please don't get shit confused 

Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye shit just lit the fuse 

Now I'm on fire, everybody go quiet 

Like where was you last week? My nigga the fuck was you hidin'? 

Like I was laying on my arm I'm on my side 

South side, I'm down to start a riot 

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobody 

Ooh like, ooh like I don't know nobody 

Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody 

Oh you mad, huh? 

I guess I don't 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh? 

Oh you mad, huh?