Big Mad lyrics

[Intro: Chinese Kitty]
b*tches stay big mad

[Verse 1: Chinese Kitty]
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Couple mad as b*tches they watch me talk
Got some bad as b*tches they don't play at all
Talking all that sh*t but in person I just let them walk
They just do that sh*t for show until I bring that chalk
Bodyin' these b*tches tell 'em go and get they check up
Double C see the racks see the racks when I dress up
Sick to these b*tches when my flow need a check up
Kitty killing sh*t I'm shooting from the neck up
Bomb b*tches when they so pressed
When I talk they gonna hear me get the point like my index
I'm the reason these b*tches upset
I take your man just to prove who he know best
I work him out like a boflex
n*gga killin' all this pus*y suicide he left both legs
He on time hit the Rolex
When its time to spend the bag throw them hundreds to me no less

[Pre-Chorus: Chinese Kitty]
Kitty only f*ck him when the top come down
Body shape ass shape
Need a couple rounds i just might give him a applause
Yeah, he like that sound
pus*y like the ocean think his ass might drown
He forget his b*tch whenever I come in town
He wanna take a bite yeah cake by the pound
He be looking at this ass like woo so round
Make me put this pus*y on his head like a crown
[Chorus: Chinese Kitty]
Big mad 'cause a b*tch too bad
They some hatin' ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
Boss b*tches yeah you wish a n*gga had
But you gotta level up for this ass big mad
Big mad 'cause a b*tch too bad
They some hatin' ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
Boss b*tches, yeah you wish a n*gga had
But you gotta level up for this ass big mad b*tch
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad

[Verse 2: Phresher]
It ain't really hard to figure out show her what this smoke about
She ain't never really have a n*gga smoke her out
Give her one two give her bonus rounds now she sick call me now
Guess it something really out here going 'round
Slide out basic b*tches on time out
Bring the bad hoes to the hide out
Smoke have a tryout
Time to get a flight out
No luggage we go shopping when she touch down
Heavy b*tch need a buss down
All that ass don't hurt em
She just throw it on a n*gga 'cause she tryna get a Burkin
Copped a bbl I'm just tryna get her perfect
Every time she show up its murder don't hurt 'em
Ooh, you gonna get a n*gga shot
I'm a g so I gotta hit the spot
Tell your friends to give me lit 'cause I'ma thot
Ironic I'm getting brain in the yacht
[Chorus: Chinese Kitty]
Big mad 'cause a b*tch too bad
They some hatin' ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
Boss b*tches yeah you wish a n*gga had
But you gotta level up for this ass big mad
Big mad 'cause a b*tch too bad
They some hatin' ass b*tches sh*t sad big mad
Boss b*tches, yeah you wish a n*gga had
But you gotta level up for this ass big mad b*tch
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad
Big mad, big mad, big mad, big mad, yeah these b*tches big mad