CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : MAD !
Yeah
I'm just being honest
Uno I killed it
This b*t*h playing, she making me mad
I just might go right to the pad
Can't be outside getting caught lacking
So I keep more guns than Fort Bragg
Speak down on my name I'ma enter the chat
She thinking she funny, she finna' be sad
When the f**k did you start moving like that?
You giving me signs, I give you my last
I'm f**king you raw and my thumb in your a**
in the past
Act like it's cool but it's really a mask
I got me a bag, they thinking I'm glad
I'm at the top and I'm shooting down [?]
Was on the block and ready to crash
Lil' bro locked, got a year and a half
We catch the opps and it's all up for grabs
Yeah, [?] how I feel
When you don't feel me, I feel these pills
Told me the opps was cool with your friend
Set em' up, then we might know if it's for real
I know that you love me and I need to chill
She want me to pick up the phone, what's the deal
Real street n***a, yeah I come from the streets so I know what it look like when she in the field
I know how you feel when you look in the mirror
My finger might bling when I count up a mill'
I sound like I'm Dr. Phil
The n***as with me still go on a drill
She popping that pu**y, that molly kick in
You n***a was pu**y, the door we kick in
You know you f**ked up when you stop dropping pins
Drop me your loc' know what city you in
Posting your paperwork all on the internet
I know that you hate, I'ma win
Back then [?] was under your skin
Wonder if we can be lovers again
I'm just being honest
Uno I killed it
This b*t*h playing, she making me mad
I just might go right to the pad
Can't be outside getting caught lacking
So I keep more guns than Fort Bragg
Speak down on my name I'ma enter the chat
She thinking she funny, she finna' be sad
When the f**k did you start moving like that?
You giving me signs, I give you my last
I'm f**king you raw and my thumb in your a**
in the past
Act like it's cool but it's really a mask
I got me a bag, they thinking I'm glad
I'm at the top and I'm shooting down [?]
Was on the block and ready to crash
Lil' bro locked, got a year and a half
We catch the opps and it's all up for grabs
Yeah, [?] how I feel
When you don't feel me, I feel these pills
Told me the opps was cool with your friend
Set em' up, then we might know if it's for real
I know that you love me and I need to chill
She want me to pick up the phone, what's the deal
Real street n***a, yeah I come from the streets so I know what it look like when she in the field
I know how you feel when you look in the mirror
My finger might bling when I count up a mill'
I sound like I'm Dr. Phil
The n***as with me still go on a drill
She popping that pu**y, that molly kick in
You n***a was pu**y, the door we kick in
You know you f**ked up when you stop dropping pins
Drop me your loc' know what city you in
Posting your paperwork all on the internet
I know that you hate, I'ma win
Back then [?] was under your skin
Wonder if we can be lovers again
