Mad 2 lyrics

[Verse]
You be faking it wasn't meant to be friends (Fake!)
These n*ggas they get faker by the day
That Glock I shoot that b*tch a bust like count Que
On the gang, Pay day it look like i robbed the bank
I'm movin militant n*gga
Back up before i kill me a n*gga
Money fetish now I'm feelin it n*gga
Its her birthday yea she killin it n*gga
Bad b*tch kinda smell like vanilla
Goin ape in the pus*y i turn Godzilla
Smoking on dope top tier, hoe
I left the b*tch she wanted me to stay like a hotel
But baby you a motel
You lost me, oh well
I met a b*tch straight from hell
She a demon but you can't even tell
With the gang, kinda like the cartel
New money smell like new carpet smell
Off the lean, feel like i went to Yale
She giving head she went to Yale
b*tch I'm big W ain't no taking no L
Smoke dope 3 5 on the scale
Sippin' on drink it look like i am under a spell
b*tch n*gga why the hell you so frail
f*cked dat hoe but i ain't kiss and tell
Lean showing in my white blood cells (Go go go)
Sippin' so much drink I turned purple myself
They deleted my page b*tches want clout so bad
Post the picture and the caption #explorepage with you lame ass
Save yo money its okay to have the same cash
You know i robbed lil fella I see 12 im doing the dash
Y'all ain't get it n*gga Dame Dash
You missed all those where yo aim at?(woo-woo-woo)
You hear that then get lost, man
HA HA HA HA HA laughing at the opps mad
[Chorus]
HA HA HA HA HA laughing at the opps they mad
Fa fa fa fa fa that's a Glock clip not a promag
HA HA HA HA HA laughing at the opps they mad
Fa fa fa fa fa that's a Glock clip not a promag