Madea lyrics

[Chorus]
Hah (Hah, hah) (Hi, Pink)
They be mad I don't need ’em, uh (Haha)
My b*tch mad I be high (Woah)
Get too mad, I might leave her (Woah, hah)
And my bro uppin' Glocks, uh (Woah)
Make a call, he might leave ya (Woah, hah)
n*ggas try provin' they not, uh (Woah)
I might call up Madea (Woah, hah)

[Verse]
(b*tch) Oh, oh, oh
We goin’ crazy, they said now them n*ggas like, "Oh no, no" (Oh, oh)
And how come n*ggas get mad you depend on ya own? Oh, oh (b*tch)
He try to run up, we blast him into the ozone, oh, oh
I just got some new racks (Racks, racks, racks)
I swear my sh*t up 'cause, b*tch, I was doin' so bad, hah (Yeah)
Rick Owen cargos, I did so much sh*t, I need [?] (Flip, flip, hah)
Bro at Wells Fargo for weeks, we was doing them [?] (Flip, flip, hah, hah)
New Audi (Ooh)
f*ck a 392, new Audi (Hah-ah, ooh)
I be with them hot boys like I knew Bobby (Ooh)
I'm in love with thеse drugs, got me too vibey (Woah-woah, ooh)
Got thеm new glasses on, it's a new vibe (Ooh)
Got new money, new thots, it's a new vibe (Woah-woah, ooh)
sh*t so real, it ain't nothin' they can do ’bout me (Ooh)
Uh, gettin’ all these new bucks, I got two shawties (Woah-woah, ooh)
[Chorus]
Hah (Ooh, ooh)
They be mad I don't need ’em, uh (Haha)
My b*tch mad I be high (Woah)
Get too mad, I might leave her (Woah, hah)
And my bro uppin' Glocks, uh (Woah)
Make a call, he might leave ya (Woah, hah)
n*ggas try provin' they not, uh (Woah)
I might call up Madea (Woah, hah)

[Outro]
(b*tch, woah, woah)
(b*tch, hah, b*tch, hah, huh)
(b*tch, b*tch, oh, hah)
(b*tch, hah, hah, b*tch, hah, hah-ah)