Don't Be Mad At Me (Remix)

Mad at me

Uh (uh)

You know what I like

Bitch

Uh, from the byke, you know what I like

I like to fuck her while she mad at me (yeah)

She throw a fit and throw that ass at me (yeah)

She said if sex was a weapon, I'll let you blast at me (yeah)

That foreign thing cost 200 grand, on my grandpappy (uh)

Got my baby mamas DM'ing like "Can you CashApp me? (yeah, yeah)

Fuck her once and vámonos

Think you know designer clothes (nah)

They should put me in the PGA, I play a lot of holes

Tiger Gibbs, I hit a Spanish bitch out of Italian Vogue

Flip a ho like eighty, I'm spinnin'

You 'bout to spin the glob (spin the globe)

Pussy wasn't one but I wast twisted off the neck, bitch

Made about like Cuban, see I'm connected

Lawyers got my back, so you can't give me out of check, bitch (haha)

Pictures of these VV's on IG done got you wet, bitch (haha)

Uh, on the set, bitch

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me (what?)

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

Yeah, I don't like it when you mad at me

I'm tired of sayin' sorry for the same shit

Damn near lost my queen,

Fucking 'round with that lame bitch (what? What? What?)

Ashamed of myself 'cause I shamed you

Good or bad, right or wrong, we always bang through

The BS or we went out the ES

You wanna buy the mall, I'ma let her no PS

Cars, purses (what?), diamonds, VS

Real ghetto love (ayy), two steppin' at the GS (come on)

You're thicky thick, go and shake it for me baby (baby)

Picture perfect, let me take it for you baby (baby)

No cap, I ain't shit without you

And I put that on my momma, I'd die for you baby boo

(Baby boo, baby boo)

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me (what?)

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

Yeah, I don't like it when you mad at me

Damn, I see that lil' look you givin' me, oh yeah

Light the sage, let's exchange energy

Nah, I get stupid, you know your man

Do you forgive me, baby? I know you can, know you can

Don't be actin' like you don't want to (for real)

You may not want me, but I sure want you

And lettin' you stay mad is what I sure won't do

'Cause I'm your nigga and you my boo

No matter what (what)

Girl, you wanna run home, go 'head, batter up

See me, I'm tryna go up, baby, ladder up

I ain't lettin' my ego shatter us

And now both of our mamas all mad at us?

Hell nah, come here

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me (what?)

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

Yeah, I don't like it when you mad at me

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me

I don't like it when you mad at me, girl, don't be mad at me