MAD ERKY Lyrics

You know how fucking crazy I am and you're not answering your phone

Answer your fucking phone

I'm not gonna keep calling you

And you betta not be with no hoes

Cause if you are, ima pull up

You don't want me to pull up, at all

1800 you know better

Answer your fucking phone

Anything could be wrong and I'm steady fucking calling you,

Answer the phone

Text me back

Call me back

Answer the fucking phone 1800

I'm not finna keep playing with you

You know what fuck it

I'm bout to pull up

Yo my bitch being mad erky

When I'm mad, I'm the type of nigga

Copping a bag

When I'm mad, I'm the type of nigga

Copping a Jag

You apple cider vinegar niggas

I don't mean to brag

I take you back to 03

Dashiki with the jeans

Before you was even in to this

I been a influence

Slap tones the way I move the bass

Roller skate on these hoes

The way I shake and Bake

She just flew from out of town

Just to see me

I was too busy working

Then I met another bitch

Like Ben Simmons

I'm shooting threes

Another miss

Just open up your mind

And just get into this

Now my bitch being mad earthly

Walking round the house with

Sage and crystals

I'm like it's too early

But all she wanna do is surf me

I'm like chill out, Relax

Girl roll up the pearly

Shorty bad

But she got alot on her mind

Shawty phat

But i'm the one that's bussing that spine

She talk back, but i'm the one to put her in line

She on her life path journey

She told me I'm a 9

She need help setting up the shrine

(OH LORD)

I think she trying to waste my time

But now she over there just

Playing on the YOGA MAT

In a downward dog, trying to show her Doja Cat

Yo my art chick, always on some black magic shit

She really think she a fairy

Walking round the house

With more bundles then Kentucky Derby

Reading Queen Afua, trying to act all nerdy

She hella stressed

Cause she bout to hit her thirties

She talking about she need seamoss and elderberries

She taking ginger, cayenne, shots like Steph Curry

I told her black don't crack

So baby don't worry

She cracked a smile on her face

When I threw her that stack

We had a child on some Jackson 5

I want you back

On some Dinosaur energy

We go way back

But all that going back and forth

I'm too grown for that

Yo my bitch being mad Erky