Mad 304 Lyrics
(HitKidd, what it do mane?)
(HitKidd, what it do mane?)
(What it do mane?)
(What it do mane?)
(What it do mane?)
(What it do mane?)
Yeah
I swear to god
I ain’t nothing like the last hoe
I got too much to worry about
So just be glad hoe
I’m really out here having shit
You never had hoe
You probably late up on your bills
That’s why you mad hoe
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
I’m tryna go and get a bag
I’m at the Chase bank
(I’m at the bank)
I really got these hoes mad
That’s why they face stank
These hoes never make deposits
Cause they can’t can’t
(What)
It ain’t nun to beef about it
But I ain’t ain’t
(But I ain’t)
But if I put it on my sons
Then it’s whatever hoe
(It’s whatever)
I do whatever for my sons
And you could never hoe
(You could never)
I seen’t you talking plenty shit
You think you clever hoe
We really really having shit
And that’s forever hoe
(That’s forever)
I know these hoes really mad
(Mad)
They really livid
(They livid)
Meanwhile they really mad
How they really living
(Ha)
And if you talkin’ bout a bitch
Betta be specific
And if the motherfuckin shoe fit
Bitch fit it
Yeah
I swear to god
I ain’t nothing like the last hoe
I got too much to worry about
So just be glad hoe
I’m really out here having shit
You never had hoe
You probably late up on your bills
That’s why you mad hoe
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes
Mad Hoe
Mad Hoe
Yall some mad hoes