Big Mad

[Intro]
Bandit

[Chorus]
I can see it in your face, I know you big mad
Yeah, whole lotta fake flex on the 'Gram
Understand, yeah, I know that shit is big cap
Yeah, hoes wanna take checks, so we keep it safe sex
Yeah bitch, you know I've been there
Oh woah, look at the boy that's big mad
Oh woah, shook right on, yeah, you big mad

[Verse 1]
Please shut the fuck up
Yeah, I don't really want your number
'Cause T on the come up
Make her do the bird call like I'm Stunna, boy, you big mad
Fuck the chit-chat and the tit-tat
Kickback, hear the click-clack, it go tick-tack (Yeah)
Oh, ask me what I get a show (What I get)
Ain't Gunna yеt, but it's gon' be a lotta O's
I know you big mad, and you look like a bitch
I'ma let hеr do the tip drill on me, switch
I'm a big cat, and you been on the bench
All I do is get [my number?], call that mean, I'm goin' in
I got the big strap
Pull it up, splash, when you shoot it, gotta bench that
Where the bricks at?
Yeah, all I make is big slaps, all your shit wack
Really, can't no one fuck [?]

[Chorus]
I can see it in your face, I know you big mad
Yeah, whole lotta fake flex on the 'Gram
Understand, yeah, I know that shit is big cap
Yeah, hoes wanna take checks, so we keep it safe sex
Yeah bitch, you know I've been there
Oh woah, look at the boy that's big mad, yeah
Oh woah, shook right on, yeah, you big mad

[Verse 2]
I know you heard this, like "Woah" (Like woah)
"I ain't known he had it in him like how?" (Like how)
Woke up, had to get it like now (Like now)
I ain't really tryna hear that, pipe down (Pipe down)
I ain't even comin' near that right now (Right now)
Leavin' all that in the rearview right now (Right now)
Leavin' all that in the rearview right now
Got all the dirt and I can smear you right now
But I don't want to
I know that shit will come around, and it'll haunt you
You make me sick, you fuckin' swine, I got the hog flu
All that bitchin', moanin', cryin', fuck is wrong with you?
I ain't one to waste time, I got songs to do
And you look like a bitch
I can sit still, but my palms start to itch
Got a quick fill, did this song in twenty minutes
For real, it was like, twenty-five

[Chorus]
I can see it in your face, I know you big mad
Yeah, whole lotta fake flex on the 'Gram
Understand, yeah, I know that shit is big cap
Yeah, hoes wanna take checks, so we keep it safe sex
Yeah bitch, you know I've been there
Oh woah, look at the boy that's big mad, yeah
Oh woah, shook right on, yeah, you big mad