Mad!

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
In the SRT and I'm going fast
She come to the crib and I'm beating her back
When she get around me she don't know how to act
She calling me papa but I'm not her dad
Sipping on wock and I'm sipping on Act
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style, she got good class
When she get around me she don't know how to act
Got a Glock in my jeans and it's making me sag
They know, BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin', you making me laugh
And I got a chop, and a mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad

[Verse]
She said she don't wanna hurt me
Look me I'm fire yeah I'm burning
I just wanna know, are you worthy?
You're in my heart, please don't worry
No, I don't miss, I feel like Curry (Chapo)
I put on my music and turn the lights off
I been working so hard I need to take a night off
No I don't need to flex, I'm taking my ice off
I feel like Wick, pour the lean in my soda
I'm trying so hard to keep my composure
In the i8 with the butterfly doors up
Pass me the lighter 'cause I finna roll one
I'm with the gang, not talking about no one
[?] persona
I'm kicking back, I'm chilling on the sofa
We walk up in Neiman's, everybody know us
I'm kicking back on the tour bus
I'm finna go put a four up
I'm off the Wock, finna throw up
I was down too long tryna go home
Keep that shawty away
I don't know her
I'm stay with my stick, like I'm Moses
We in that Benz you in that Corolla

[Chorus]
In the SRT and I'm going fast
She come to the crib and I'm beating her back
When she get around me she don't know how to act
She calling me papa but I'm not her dad
Sipping on wock and I'm sipping on Act
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style, she got good class
When she get around me she don't know how to act
Got a Glock in my jeans and it's making me sag
They know, BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin', you making me laugh
And I got a chop, and a mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad
In the SRT and I'm going fast
She come to the crib and I'm beating her back
When she get around me she don't know how to act
She calling me papa but I'm not her dad
Sipping on wock and I'm sipping on Act
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style, she got good class
When she get around me she don't know how to act
Got a Glock in my jeans and it's making me sag
They know, BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin', you making me laugh
And I got a chop, and a mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad

[Bridge]
Oh oh
And I got the choppa and the mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad

[Outro]
In the SRT and I'm going fast
She come to the crib and I'm beating her back
When she get around me she don't know how to act
She calling me papa but I'm not her dad
Sipping on wock and I'm sipping on Act
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style, she got good class
When she get around me she don't know how to act
Got a Glock in my jeans and it's making me sag
They know, BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin', you making me laugh
And I got a chop, and a mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad