Stop Getting Me Mad

Stop getting me mad
To the bullshit you add
I stay getting sad, yeah it's kinda bad
It's okay 'cause right now I'm glad
I start to think 'bout we had
But like an ad it disappears, it is sad
Trust me it is sad, trust me it is sad
I'm chilling in class while I'm writing this
I got bored so I'm writing this
Why do I reminisce?
Why do you resist?
I don't understand this
I won't try to diss, do you comprehend this?
Your love it was bullshit and I cannot do this
I keep making these hits, this is as crazy as it gets
I'll throw you in that pit, crazy are my fits
I want a bitch who could do the splits
I want a bitch who could fucking knit
'Cause I want a fucking sweater bitch
Is that so hard to fucking get?
I'm feeling divine, oh girl you is fine
Thick-Thick, oh girl you is thick (Thick)
You thicker than a fucking snick
If you grab my dick you could make me cum quick
You are a fine chick, come so I can give you a lick
Your ex is a ick, he played you that trick
Why didn't he rethink?
He fucked up 'cause now you're all for me
I hope your parents aren't strict
Only for you I'm an addict
You're a bad bitch I predict
Yeah, you're a bad bitch I predict
Stop getting me mad
To the bullshit you add
I stay getting sad, yeah it's kinda bad
It's okay 'cause right now I'm glad
I start to think 'bout we had
But like an ad it disappears, it is sad
Trust me it is sad, trust me it is sad
Stop getting me mad
To the bullshit you add
I stay getting sad, yeah it's kinda bad
It's okay 'cause right now I'm glad
I start to think 'bout we had
But like an ad it disappears, it is sad
Trust me it is sad, trust me it is sad



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Writer(s): Mario Meza
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