Lex Andretti - Big Mad (feat. Lil' Harp) Lyrics

Shade don't make you mothaf*ckin shine lil baby
I'm fine, I'm on cloud number nine
Stick around I'll buy you Bond No. 9 lil baby
Oh, now she big mad
Running to the gym I got a six pack
Niggas run up on your ass with no face mask
I can't hear you bitch I'm high as shit in first-class
Killed your spirit, leave you counting up your nickel stack
Told you that you'd never get your nigga back
I'm knowing exactly what he want, hoe it's tit-for-tat
And the way he sucking on my titty, give him Similac
You ain't really similar
He ain't really into that
Thats the biggest fact lil bitch, now you big mad
Oh, you big mad cus I'm so aggressive
Sorry baby, you just can't take my opinion
Should've charged you for your time, you passed your limit
You got ones and fives can't afford to f*cking spend it
Big mad
Harp toting big bags
Louis V all on the tag
Wrong move, big flag
Blowing through 'em, big gag
I'll take your face card back
I'm the bad guy, you think you the big man huh
Running to the bank I got the bigger bag bitch
You big mad, you big mad bitch
Can't hear you bitch I'm high as shit in first class
Killed your spirit leave you counting up your nickel stack