Mad or Nah?

I’m cooling
And I’m Feeling breezy
Baby you look beautiful
You make it look easy
So trendy
New pair of fendis
Still rocking etnies tho
If they hate
That be Tom that be petty
Cap cap cap
They won’t last with that blasphemy
She my shooter and she blast for me
Muze Sikk
Ya he got it like that
If they talking that shit
Tell em put that shit back
Run game like a quarterback option
We got a problem
I’m Swishing and I’m saucing
Like ahh
Oh my god
Imma boss
You mad or nahh
I’m Going off
They can’t stop us now
I told you
I was already going gone with the muscle for the shuffle like
Ahh
Now they wanna see a young boss with the Sauce
Knocking on gods front door like brah wassup
We just went around the bush
You know I beat it to the push
When I rush the toosh
Got the Stacks on deck
Matter fact the patio
Your girls getting wet
She wanna fuck with daddy o
Oouuu
She wanna get nasty
Nas in the engine of the car that I pass in
They can’t catch me
They don’t even know me
Relative subjective analytics way too phony
I don’t lack substance
I just like flowing
I would rather keep it to myself instead of showing
Fronting with the truth
I would rather fucking die
Don’t even think twice with that look in your eye
How you gonna say I lack flow bro
5 years bet this fucker want a photo
Drop down real low mon row no lolo
MFs don’t even know what they know tho
Ooouuu
Bet he wanna bust in with a tool
World so cruel I might fuck around and rule
Talking on stakes that be high
Big mistake
If you count me out I’ll route around your outer bounds just saying MF