Big Madd (feat. Ars Dawg & Swanky)

I don't really feel that, all these **** big mad

That I got a 30 clip, and I got a big bag, I'm sorry

Calls that give a **** whiplash, tend to make me think fast

How these **** big mad

They hatin' on me, they changin' on me

The gang here with me, they can't even see

Cause they big mad

Could be gettin' to the bag, but you big mad

Wastin' time, livin' in the past, why you big mad

Nah, I ain't text that bitch back, that's why she big mad

My next bitch, better than my ex, that's why she big mad

Thousand likes, every time we flex, that's why they big mad

But these **** don't really want no plex, so they big mad

Cash a check, they pull up in the vet, now they big mad

I came up, made it out the Jets, now they big mad

These hoes got me fucked up, like they bad with

Cut em' off, cause she ain't respect me when she had me

If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you, I hope you happy

I ain't goin' back and forth with these bitches tryna entrap me

I, been a boss when you met me, I hit you off cause you let me

But I ain't never sweat a bitch in my life

You can hate, but now you gotta watch me the rest of your life

Gettin' bags, hoppin' on them international flights

Plus overseas, see the post and they know it's me

Whole team got extendos to sweep you like old leaves

But that's a whole nother story

Just in case your baby daddies wanna call me and they salty

Drop the addy, I don't wanna talk on the phone

If it's beef, the price high, it'll cost you your dome

All my exes just a black girl lost in the shows

Life a marathon, bitch, and I'ma walk it alone

But yo, you could be gettin' to the bag, but you big mad

Wastin' time livin' in the past, why you big mad

Nah, I ain't text that bitch back, that's why she big mad

My next bitch better than my ex, that's why she big mad

Thousand likes, every time we flex, so they big mad

But these **** don't really want no plex, that's why they big mad

Cash a check, then pull up in a Vette, now they big mad

I came up, made it out the Jets, that's why they big mad

I got them big mad, I'ma prevail, ain't worried about getbacks

I just duck them speed race and brand new tip tags

I know they salty that I'm up in that, that **** I been at

I can't fuck with anybody, puttin' people in our business

All I drip is water, so I got a boat load of bitches

Say she need a shoulder, serve it to her coat when I deliver

I'm knowin' that she just mad, cause she just want that dick up in her

Such a liver, I can't let nobody sabotage my mental

Faded baby, I'ma just go about it the faded way

They be big mad, but it don't ever affect the paper chase

Bad bitch, I don't even ask her, I'ma let it rain

She can't keep it 700, then she ain't around me

Talkin' down on my name and claim me bout it, we gon' see

With your mad ass while I run through that money like athletes

Follow the leader, cause all the bad bitches follow me

If you keep these **** mad, then preach, preach

You could be gettin' to the bag, but you big mad

Wastin' time livin' in the past, why you big mad

Nah, I ain't text that bitch back, that's why she big mad

My next bitch better than my ex, that's why she big mad

Thousand likes every time we flex, so they big mad

But these **** don't really want no plex, that's why they big mad

Cash a check, then pull up in the vet, now they big mad

I came up, made it out the Jets, that's why they big mad

I don't really feel that, all these **** big mad

That I got a 30 clip, and now I got a big bag

I'm sorry, cause I give a **** whiplash

Tend to make you think fast, how these **** big mad

Mmm, what they talkin' bout

They audacity, you motherfuckers, how dare you

They hatin' on me, they changin' on me

The gang here with me, they can't even see

Backin' out ill whips, you know what I'm sayin'

You better step your credit up, you raggedy bitch

No furniture in your apartment, have it an asshole

I can't believe you fuckin' callin' me

Actin' like you got some on me

Bitch, I made this shit, I'm a boss

I'm a king, bitch, you lucky you in my presence

You should bow down to me, fuck outta here

And you raggedy ass **** is fuckin' with these hoes

You better step back, we air this whole fuckin' shit out

You know who it is, 700, ****