This is a song about "Cute you mad"

Then you get mad when he leaves you

I really love my miami crew

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Don't get mad when i smoke you

But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

You got mad style and now my hands tied

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

After i demolish you i know you'll be getting mad,

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Lilnigga you suck some mad dick

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'