Big Mad lyrics

by

Sybyr


[Verse]
Big mad, not glad, chop him off
Had enough, f*ckin' with precision when it's clearly off
I been dealing nothing but cards, gotta stop it all
Never made a project since, gotta end it all
Falling off, falling on, f*ck the numbers game
f*ck a lame, put a b*tch in high heels, beat the frame
Original stepper with these waves, I'm collecting
Get your flesh and I'ma eat with the salt, how you pay me
Motherf*cker prolly never fathom rage 'til they heard me
Now I'm serving different dishes on these plates
I remember broke days like a cheapskate
Neobux surfin', getting pennies in a day
Swagbucks too, prolly gotta go back
Clean the f*ckin' view enough and put it on a rack
Feel like all the efforts are just fading into black
Feel like any step I take, I'm taking six back

[Chorus]
What you call that? f*ck you, n*gga
What you call that? Yeah, pull the f*ckin' trigger
What you call that? f*ck you, n*gga
What you call that? Yeah, pull the f*ckin' trigger
What you call that? f*ck you, n*gga
What you call that? Yeah, pull the f*ckin' trigger
What you call that? f*ck you, n*gga (Landfill)
What you call that? Yeah, pull the f*ckin' trigger
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