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Make Em Mad
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Make Em Mad was released on September 25, 2020 by True Plus Real Entertainment/Ray Hunna Production Group as a part of the album Triflin'
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Release DateSeptember 25, 2020
LabelTrue Plus Real Entertainment/Ray Hunna Production Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B-Lean
B-Lean
Performer
Ray Hunter
Ray Hunter
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Smith
Brian Smith
Songwriter
Ray Hunter
Ray Hunter
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hey Hunna
Imma make em mad give a damn fuck em
Aye you ashy
Aye you ashy
And you trash
I remember when you'd use to wear them forces they was plastic/
Yo auntie wanna fuck me but I can't because she nasty/
I don't give a damn if you offended get yo ass kicked/
Foreal
Get out ya feelings n chill
This weed stank make em say eww
She wanna roll so I gave her a pill
Hunna the goat I'm just keeping it trill/
What's the smell/
Huh bitch take a guess/
Somebody smokin space cadet
They Renned out what a mess
You already know that it's Hunna man/
Bitch I'm lit like a fire fly/
I do not fuck with the small talk/
You can miss me with the blah blah/
You can miss me with the Woop de blam/
You know ray Hunna don't give a damn/
Gettin that money by any means/
Slangin that dope or I'm pulling scams/
Etc. etc.
I move like a dope peddler/
Don't care about no competitors/
Come get yo ho she ain't wet enough/
You know that I'm smokin on medical/
You know that I'm smokin on loud/
You n yo **** smokin doodoo brown/
That pack ain't makin a sound, damn /
Move in silence I don’t say much
Blood on that money got paper cuts
Smoking and fucking she wanna fuss pussy
Too good I’m the first to bust
Had to go few rounds she say it’s a must
Sippin act line a 100 bucks
No we ain’t pouring up Robitussin get yo ass smack
If you running up we winning these suckers is outta luck
You lost **** no loaded lux clip on my side and it’s loaded up
Big nuts and I’m holding them fuck telling **** I be showing them
Money like my kush I be blowing it new strains and I’m growing it
Different prices we can bargain just slapping I ain’t Arguing
Fucked his bitch off a Complement like duval I’m just dropping dick
Got her on knees call her kapnick funny money **** on that Cappin shit
Big Bs like kappa bitch new swearsuit it’s a kappa fit
They wanna be me and won’t admit it smoking runts pound 26 bust
Him in fronts trippin over bitches swear to god ain’t about religion
Just letting you know that I mean business one deep
I don’t need a witness free my **** I just came to visit
What you did in the hood I done did it bitch!
Written by: Brian Smith, Ray Hunter
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