Cover art for Know You Mad by Sidney Breedlove
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Know You Mad Lyrics

Ah yeah, ah
Ahh yeah (ah yeah)
Why you mad (ah ah)
All damn (ah yeah)
That why you mad (ah ah)
Ah yeah (ah yeah)
So you mad (ah ah)
Ahh yeah
I already know that you mad, I know what you think
I already know that you mad, I do what you can't
I already know that you mad, I'm going to the bank
I already know that you mad, I'm all on my way
I already know that you mad, they all on my wave
I already know that you mad, better behave
I already know that, you should be ashamed
I don't even know why you mad

I flooded the ap the rollie the bracelet they mad
Moncler on my jacket my jacket Marc Jacobs you mad
Scoop up your bitch in that spaceship I know that you mad
I'm in the foreign getting facial I know that you mad
Hop in the coupe and I go do the dash
Feeling like Troup when a young nigga dab
Coupe and a swoop nigga you do the math
Get in that face and I give her the wrath
Give her a taste but it's just a lil dab
Nut on her face yeah I gave her a splash
Bentley seats cream yeah it cost a bag
Ice out my team so I know that they mad
Your bitch wanna stay the night and I know that you mad
Took her on a flight gave her the pipe and you mad
Only for a night a nigga ain't going out sad
Playing wit your life a nigga ain't going out bad
Calling me daddy but I'm not her dad
My bitch a boss wit a big ol ass
Foreign lil bitch wit a big ol bag
All these rap niggas big ol mad
I think my whip got like 2 on the dash
I know they tired of me counting the racks
Know that I drip and I drip and I drip wit a splash


I flooded the ap the rollie the bracelet they mad
Moncler on my jacket my jacket Marc Jacobs you mad
Scoop up your bitch in that spaceship I know that you mad
I'm in the foreign getting facial I know that you mad
Hop in the coupe and I go do the dash
Feeling like Troup when a young nigga dab
Coupe and a swoop nigga you do the math
Get in that face and I give her the wrath
Give her a taste but it's just a lil dab
Nut on her face yeah I gave her a splash
Bentley seats cream yeah it cost a bag
Ice out my team so I know that they mad
I know that you mad I don't have to ask
I already know it show and it sad
You act like a ho, but don't got a bag
My praise to the most, I'm living to fast
Might lose direction when gettin this cash
But we didn't crash
And we did the dash
And like we went and hit a stash niggas really feelin that
Niggas don't really feel off the cap off the cap, cap
So you should probably just chill this shit'll get real better learn to adapt
We ain't eatin meals off of that, we ain't havin no meals
Yeah it ain't no meal or no deal cause where we from niggas get killed over raps
Niggas get killed over less
That be normalities don't event dress for the casualties
They keep it moving so casually
We gotta get it right now ain't no time for the gradually
They tryna graduate but it's all fallacies
They in a wonderland somewhere where Alice be
I want my momma laid up in a palace
But they tryna bless me don't even have allergies damn


Hop in the coupe and I go do the dash
Feeling like Troup when a young nigga dab
Coupe and a swoop nigga you do the math
Get in that face and I give her the wrath
Get in that face and I give her the wrath (ah ah ah yeah)

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May 8, 2019
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