Sw!sh - WatchuMad Lyrics

You bitches was poo up in high school
Even thought I graduated I got high ooo
Nigga eyes lookin like some goggles
Married to the hustle no bridal
Nigga wassam
You want beef I go ham
I'm discrete with the pan
Concrete in my hand
I go hard in the sand
Fans jump in the stands
And they louder than bands
Poppin bottles and bands
All day
Lames hangin in the hallway
Thinkin bout they quizzes in October before fall break
Like a battery I'm charged up
All A's
Triple grade niggas glaze at my ball play
They like donuts come in all shapes
But still the same like a garden snake
I'm suited and clipped Steve Harvey
You niggas Barbies, watchumad
I gotta hot flow watchumad huh
Yo pockets on low you need cash huh
On the real nigga I'm a real nigga
Put me on a mission I'll kill niggas
I gotta hot flow watchumad huh
Yo pockets on low you need cash huh
On the real nigga I'm a real nigga
Put me on a mission I'll kill niggas
Niggas hate me, I'm too glad
Bitches mad at my piece, that's wassam
I ain't sad that's a treat to make me mad
Get me wild like LSD or crystal meth
But I'm stickin to the weed, herbal grass
No alcohol that ain't for me, that is bad
Well I don't know but I do me, like a fag
Oh my God omg, I'm the best
Like Kevin Gates six jobs, ain't no rest
Eighteen years old coming out the nest
College life here we go, I'm not go stress about the shit that's coming through
I'm the test
Oh you mad huh
Oh you mad huh
Woah oh, Oh you mad huh
Aye
God damn
God damn
God damn