staymadpus*y lyrics

[Intro]
And yo shawty showin love when I step up in the club
Scammed that boy off of dough
Got a bag full of drugs
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Plug)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah (You have no heart)
Ay, yeah (Plug)

[Verse]
I walk in this b*tch, I am the man
I know shawty only want me for bands
I'm whippin a foreign I'm whipping a benz
Glock on my waist, Glock on my pants
Throwing these touchdowns, you in the stands
b*tch I got money, y'all don't understand
You n*ggas my sons, you n*ggas my fans
Just copped a pint, copped me gram, wassup
Wassup, wassup
I'm 15 countin buck
Your music is trash, sucks
In my bag, don't give a f*ck
And your shawty showing love, when I step up in the club
Scammed that boy off of dough
Got a bag full of drugs
Scam on the web, I'm touring
'Bout to just clutch on my 40
You not my woadie
I'm posted up wit yo shorty
I told that b*tch to stop flirting
I put it on God
Can't just imagine your shawty come close
I think I'm a magnet for all of these hoes
Studying me and copy my flows
I am a fiend when it comes to the O's
Stay mad while I'm up, stay mad when I'm up
You depressed, you outta luck
Your b*tch in my DM's, she wanna f*ck
Down bad and upset
I'm makin money now you wanna be friends
You a b*tch n*gga, scared to run hands
Shoutout to dro, that n*gga the ma- (Plugg)