Rugrat Nie - Goin' Mad (feat. Jahzikii) Lyrics

(Rich)
You got to know, what you gon' do? Touch them toes
This is not a yes or no? This a guarantee
Bitch, I'm fine as hell, see you staring at me
This a combination of that weed and nicotine
On another wave, I don't want to rap, just sing
I be fly as hell, bitch look at me
Give me coochie from seven, to eight, to nine am (Hey)
What the f*ck is you gon' do on my jungle gym?
God damn, they crank, they got it bouncing in here
Hit up Onnie, bitch I need you on my album twin
If you rolling with me bitch, then you gon' always win (Hey)
Take yo' time, don't move too fast
And my homie name Raccz, but I want to call him blast, 'cause he blast
Baby, don't make me mad
Got ass for days and I'ma grab, grab, grab, grab, grab
Baby, don't make me mad
All that body you got, got me going mad (God damn)
Gutta bitch, got some class
I was trying to find you in the crowd, 'cause you looking too bad
Baby, why you acting like that?
I was trying to find you in the crowd, 'cause you looking too bad
Baby, don't make me mad
Got ass for days and I'ma grab, grab, grab, grab, grab
Want a li' bit more (A little bit more)
Give a little bit more (God damn, God damn)
Li' bit more (A little bit more)
Give a little bit more (God damn, God damn)
Li' bit more (Shit, a little bit more)
Huh, a little bit more (God damn, God damn)
Baby, don't make me mad
Got ass for days and I'ma grab, grab, grab, grab, grab
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Got a body I like, got to have
Shaking ass, then you know I got to grab, grab, grab
Got a baddie best friend, who is that in the back?
I want 'em all (Mh-hm, got to have it)
And she pretty, and she way above average
The way I want to hunch, she be calling me an addict
Come on bae, you know I'm really a fanatic
I ain't got to try, 'cause ya best friend know (Huh)
Never give a damn 'bout ya boyfriend, boo
I'm the type of nigga that you like, but I ain't so tough
I'm a lover, I'm the type get with you (Mh-hm, I'm the type get with you)
Boyfriend, crop him right out the picture (Boyfriend, crop him right out the picture)
(Yeah), And I want to see you move it, break ya back, yeah, when you move it
They way you move your body baby, I can't stop
(Ohhh), baby I can't stop
Can't play me, I can't be a dummy
Popping these pills got me feeling like a zombie
She got an ass on her (Got to have it)
I'm respectful, bae, can I grab it? (Just don't make me mad)
Baby, don't make me mad
All that body you got, got me going mad (God damn)
Gutta bitch, got some class
I was trying to find you in the crowd, 'cause you looking too bad
Baby, why you acting like that?
I was trying to find you in the crowd, 'cause you looking too bad
Baby, don't make me mad
Got ass for days and I'ma grab, grab, grab, grab, grab
Want a li' bit more (A little bit more)
Give a little bit more (God damn, God damn)
Li' bit more (A little bit more)
Give a little bit more (God damn, God damn)
Li' bit more (Shit, a little bit more)
Huh, a little bit more (God damn, God damn)
Baby, don't make me mad
Got ass for days and I'ma grab, grab, grab, grab, grab