Mad (feat. Lungskull)

Oh, oh

S-Saw me sexting on his bitch, I think I made him hella mad

Selling packs, flipping packs, I serve crack

Selling all my mid, then spend the racks on my thrax

I been fucking pimping, y'all be livin' down bad

Yeah, you suck, yeah, you suck, yeah, your music sound bad

I been lookin' 'round for substance and I guess I found that

And I tote heavy Glocks with a big round mag

Ayy, hop inside a ghost, I just sit down, blast

**** want my bitch, yeah, I think you **** mad

With my **** lungskull, we get to the bag

**** look up to me, I feel like a dad

You **** really broke, yeah, that shit is sad

I get to the money, yeah, the shit make me glad

I'm fucking on your bitch, 'cause I know it'll get you mad

Your music really dirty, need to wipe it with a rag