lirik lagu sauceboiswae – big mad ft. yung morty (prod. yung morty)
[verse 1: sauceboiswae]
hahahaha
ay, ay
god i’m big mad
shooting at your heart for a heart attack
put you on the ground
choppa take off like a private jet
i got migos by my side and i ain’t talking offset
i got shotta’s throwing slugs, nfl like quarterback
knockin’ n~ggas low, knockin’ n~ggas down, been stackin’
i just f~cked your b~tch, now i want your f~ckin’ b~tch back
she gone come around full circle like a culdesac
she been chasin’ hard, b~tch i got the murders on the track
i said b~tch you make me mad, motivation: get a bag
selling counterfeits get a young n~gga swag
$3000 on off~white, b~tch i’m poppin’ tags
40 rounds in my clip, i got extended mags
stopping power, broken wifi, b~tch i make you lag
you’re going up on my list, look at the fl!ck of my wrist
glock~9 got the cl!cks
(?)
you gon’ make a n~gga rich ‘fore i go off in this b~tch
[hook: sauceboiswae]
b~tch you big mad? b~tch i’m big mad
say, b~tch you big mad? b~tch i’m big mad
[verse 2: sauceboiswae]
iso too cold, on froze (on frozе!)
000 risk on a hoe (on a hoe!)
1800~dont you call me brokе (call me broke!)
i be hittin’ l!cks down on the low (on the low!)
so my diamonds glissin’ that be in my show (at my show!)
i be on the low, so you don’t even know (don’t know!)
stalkin’ all competition, black crow (black crow!)
takin’ n~ggas down, b~tch they might explode (might explode!)
takin’ n~ggas down, ak on reload (on reload!)
super saiyan b~tch, i’m on overload (overload!)
yuh, yuh, i’m on overload (overload!)
yuh yuh, i’m on
[verse 3: yung morty]
i might pullup with a four~five f~ck it, 380
smokin’ off this loud, got my ass real lazy
bodies in the trunk, cus my trigger finger my saftey
pull up on your b~tch, “tryna f~ck?” i say “maybe”
throw your corpse up in the river
i would never dig a f~ckin’ grave
pull up on yo momma, and i made that b~tch my f~ckin’ slave
imma pull up on ya bust some f~cking caps at your brain
i with the sh~t, extended clips, i’m offline like kane
[hook: sauceboiswae]
b~tch you big mad? b~tch i’m big mad
say, b~tch you big mad? b~tch i’m big mad
b~tch you big mad? b~tch i’m big mad
say, b~tch you big mad? b~tch i’m big mad
[verse 4: sauceboiswae]
do it with the swag, i got balmain on my jeans
i give freedom to the fiends, when they stuck up out the lean
and they bound to a queen, i got different options
all these n~ggas joined my team so you ain’t big mad
self~esteem on green while i count my bag
i been back with billie jean, i been gettin’ racks
i said build them b~tches up, want a bentley truck
i don’t give a f~ck, n~gga don’t need luck
bands that make her dance, b~tch i’m coming up yuh
stealin’ every rock, and i put that hoe on lock yuh
n~gga out of time, so i restocked the clock yuh
b~tch i keep a nine at the time, got the glock yuh
i be on the block where i’m makin ghosts hot
block is on hot, fahrenheit like a sauna
choppa sing a n~gga to sleep, just like madonna
stacking bands up to the ceiling, gettin’ commas
got hoes on the side, lil a n~gga farmer
i got dead pres none of these hoes is obama
get on yo knees, and pray to my choppa
pray to my choppa
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