BabySantana - Mad! Lyrics

Woah, Woah
In that SRT and i'm goin' fast
She come to the crib and i'm beating her back
When she round me she don't know how to act
She callin' me papa but i'm not her dad
Sippin' on wocklean i'm sippin on act
And i'm sippin' on drank sippin' DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style and 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 makin' me sag
They know BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin' you makin' me laugh
Aye, I got a chop and a Mac
I'm goin' up I dont know why you mad

She say she don't wanna hurt me
Left me on fire yeah i'm burning
I just wanna know are you worthy
You're in my arms please don't worry
No I don't miss I feel like Curry
I put on my music and turn the lights off
I been workin' so hard I need to take a night off
No I don't need to flex so i'm takin' my ice off
I feel like Wick pour the lean in my soda
I'm tryin' so hard to keep my composure
In that i8 with the butterfly doors up
Bro pass me the lighter cause i'm finna roll up
I'm with the gang not talkin' bout Nova
I got rich in September not talkin' Persona
I'm kickin' back i'm chillin' on the sofa
We walk up in Lenox everybody know us
I'm kickin' back on the tour bus
I'm finna go pour a fo' up
I'm off the wock finna throw up
I was down too long tryna go up
Keep lil' shawty away I don't know her
I stay with my stick like i'm Moses
We in that Benz you in that Corolla
Woah

In that SRT and i'm goin' fast
She come to the crib and i'm beating her back
When she round me she don't know how to act
She callin' me papa but i'm not her dad
Sippin' on wocklean i'm sippin on act
And i'm sippin' on drank sippin' DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style and 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 makin' me sag
They know BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin' you makin' me laugh
Aye, I got a chop and a Mac
I'm goin' up I dont know why you mad

In that SRT and i'm goin' fast
She come to the crib and i'm beating her back
When she round me she don't know how to act
She callin' me papa but i'm not her dad
Sippin' on wocklean i'm sippin on act
And i'm sippin' on drank sippin' DJ Phat
Got a lil' white girl and she say I got swag
She got good style and 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 makin' me sag
They know BabySantana can't go out sad
You sittin' there hatin' you makin' me laugh
Aye, I got a chop and a Mac
I'm goin' up I dont know why you mad