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 ack
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat
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 sad
And I'm representing Tana, can't go out sad
You sitting there hating you making me laugh
And I got the choppa and the mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad

She said she don't wanna hurt me
Love me [?] fire I'm burning
I just wanna know, are you worth it?
You're in my heart, please don't worry
No, I don't miss, I feel like Curry
I put on my music and I 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, put the Lean in my soda
I'm trying so hard to keep my composure
In the R8 with the butterfly doors on
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 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 still with my stick, feel like Moses
We in that Benz you in that Corolla

In the SRT and I'm going fast
She come to the crib and I'm beating her back
When she 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 ack
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style, she got good class
When she around me she don't know how to act
Got a Glock in my jeans and it's making me sad
And I'm representing Tana, can't go out sad
You sitting there hating you making me laugh
And I got the choppa and the 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 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 ack
I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style, she got good class
When she around me she don't know how to act
Got a Glock in my jeans and it's making me sad
And I'm representing Tana, can't go out sad
You sitting there hating you making me laugh

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

In the SRT and I'm going fast
She come to the crib and I'm beating her back
When she 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 ack
And I'm sipping on drank, sipping DJ Fat
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 sad
And I'm representing Tana, can't go out sad
You sitting there hating you making me laugh
And I got the choppa and the mac
I'm going up I don't know why you're mad