Big Mad (feat. Kue)
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating homie
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating on me
Yeah these niggas mad, yeah I'm in my bag
I pull up skrrting in the jag like a old ass dad
They wanna see me doing bad? well that's too damn bad
I don't go back and forth with niggas, I just chill and laugh
You got a problem we could solve it nigga, simple math
I Bruce Leroy this motherfucker, might just kick some ass
I think it's easier to say what I been saying for forever
If you knew me then we Gucci, but I'm still keeping my distance
Cause y'all niggas like the feds tapping and always snitching
Bout my pockets and conditions that just really don't concern you
Please don't let your feelings hurt you
Squares is nowhere near my circle
I get guapy with my brothers, counting 'till my thumbs be purple
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating homie
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating on me
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
I know i don't really keep you posted
I been focused tryna get the money
Nine to five, a nigga been stunting, uh
Young nigga from the westside, i coast i need that jump
And gave me top she ride in my whip
I just whip it like a nigga stole it, yeah
Only here for a good time, i love living in the moment
Baby used to have it good, you know i gave you what you wanted
Shit you know these niggas trash, no capping if you ask me
Packing, never lacking, in the city living lavishly
I think that you really need a space to get away now
I been thinking maybe we could find a place to lay out
Niggas always hating on me cause they gotta weigh out
Every single bag i'm bout to get, i'm on my way now
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating homie
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating on me
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating homie
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating on me
Yeah these niggas mad, yeah I'm in my bag
I pull up skrrting in the jag like a old ass dad
They wanna see me doing bad? well that's too damn bad
I don't go back and forth with niggas, I just chill and laugh
You got a problem we could solve it nigga, simple math
I Bruce Leroy this motherfucker, might just kick some ass
I think it's easier to say what I been saying for forever
If you knew me then we Gucci, but I'm still keeping my distance
Cause y'all niggas like the feds tapping and always snitching
Bout my pockets and conditions that just really don't concern you
Please don't let your feelings hurt you
Squares is nowhere near my circle
I get guapy with my brothers, counting 'till my thumbs be purple
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating homie
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating on me
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
I know i don't really keep you posted
I been focused tryna get the money
Nine to five, a nigga been stunting, uh
Young nigga from the westside, i coast i need that jump
And gave me top she ride in my whip
I just whip it like a nigga stole it, yeah
Only here for a good time, i love living in the moment
Baby used to have it good, you know i gave you what you wanted
Shit you know these niggas trash, no capping if you ask me
Packing, never lacking, in the city living lavishly
I think that you really need a space to get away now
I been thinking maybe we could find a place to lay out
Niggas always hating on me cause they gotta weigh out
Every single bag i'm bout to get, i'm on my way now
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating homie
I got that big bag
Floating on it, zoning on it, rolling on it
I know you big mad
Trolling on it, folding on it, i know you hating on me
Credits
Writer(s): Makhi Torres
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