Lil West Wym Lyrics
WYM by Lil West
(Intro)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I tried to mate her and my side bitch now they mad
(Hook)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
(Verse 1)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
This lil bitch gon' give me top because I rap
She tried to fuck me cause there's ice around my neck
Fuck up OUT my face lil bitch before I snap
Oh she mad, she in her bag
I moved her in and kicked her out, it made me laugh
I give her dick until she sick, she call me dad
All these bitches really dos but swear they bad
(Hook)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
(Verse 2)
[ 21 Savage]
Why you mad?
Every single pocket, nigga I got cash
21 Savage rubberband on racks
Got 100,000 dollars in my attic
I got gas comin' in through the mail
So much weed, I damn near broke the scale
When Slaughter Gang pull up, nigga call 12
All these bricks, they think I'm with the cartel
(Hook)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
(Verse 3)
[Lil West]
All this rap
Rick Owens and Supreme, I'm popping tags
I wear Mason, throw like 50 in the trash
She my Louie Balenciaga on the bags
Red juice, red gas
Got my white boys shootin', call them Nash
I got bitches in my crib, they poppin' Zans
Niggas said they need a feature, I need bands
Pussy nigga I need bands
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I tried to mate her and my side bitch now they mad
(Hook)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
(Verse 1)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
This lil bitch gon' give me top because I rap
She tried to fuck me cause there's ice around my neck
Fuck up OUT my face lil bitch before I snap
Oh she mad, she in her bag
I moved her in and kicked her out, it made me laugh
I give her dick until she sick, she call me dad
All these bitches really dos but swear they bad
(Hook)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
(Verse 2)
[ 21 Savage]
Why you mad?
Every single pocket, nigga I got cash
21 Savage rubberband on racks
Got 100,000 dollars in my attic
I got gas comin' in through the mail
So much weed, I damn near broke the scale
When Slaughter Gang pull up, nigga call 12
All these bricks, they think I'm with the cartel
(Hook)
[LIL WEST]
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad
I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
Why you mad?
(Verse 3)
[Lil West]
All this rap
Rick Owens and Supreme, I'm popping tags
I wear Mason, throw like 50 in the trash
She my Louie Balenciaga on the bags
Red juice, red gas
Got my white boys shootin', call them Nash
I got bitches in my crib, they poppin' Zans
Niggas said they need a feature, I need bands
Pussy nigga I need bands