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kash kyla - she mad lyrics

[verse 1]
get the f+ck out my dm
your n+gga miserable, i’d hate to be him (be him)
everybody know how that n+gga get down and you thinkin’ you special, the f+ck is a bm? (f+ck is a bm?)
you think you got him on lock ’cause y’all livin’ together, be real, it ain’t nothin’ to see him (not a thing)
n+gga left home at like 6 a.m., you ain’t see him ’til the next day like 12 p.m. (like what?)
so what the f+ck we competin’ for?
you see my ‘gram, i been еatin’, though (eatin’, though)
you the one puttin’ up with the ho sh+t
but you gon’ blamе me that he cheatin’, huh? (like, b+tch, what?)
these hoes got everything to say (everything to say)
if you could be a bad b+tch, you would be one (be one)
a ho f+ckin’ with me, i don’t see one (see one)
these n+ggas need me, i don’t need one (need one)
see, i’m the type b+tch who ignorin’ these n+ggas
and you be the ho tryna keep one (down+bad+ass ho)
he sold you a dream and you bought it
be honest, that ho need to give you a refund (old mad+ass ho)
and you even tried to be friends with his friends
but when he f+ck off, they don’t see nothin’ (sad+ass ho)
like, b+tch
[chorus]
yeah, she mad ’bout a n+gga again (like, b+tch, why are these worried ’bout what the f+ck i got goin’ on?)
she mad ’bout her n+gga again (you the one that can’t keep your n+gga at home)
she mad ’bout a n+gga again
she mad ’bout her n+gga again (uh)

[verse 2]
f+ck a n+gga, i don’t need him
get what i want, then i leave him (b+tch, i leave him)
i don’t want him back, lil’ b+tch, you could keep him (b+tch, you could keep him)
smokin’ on somebody daddy, this n+gga a geezer
this ain’t no regular reefer (this ain’t no regular reefer)
all of my b+tches, they bad to the bone, yeah
these ain’t no regular divas (these ain’t no regular divas)
go dumb, my shooter be sweepin’ sh+t like the grim reaper
he ain’t no regular creature (nope)
anyways, i’m on some fly sh+t
i got my own bag, i don’t need n+ggas to buy sh+t
i pay my own bills, this my sh+t
everywhere i go, kash kyla the topic
they like, “ho, you need to stop it, you gettin’ too c+cky” (i’m gettin’ too c+cky)
b+tch, i can’t help it, i’m poppin’ (i’m poppin’)
i can’t name none of you b+tches who do what i’m doin’
and none of you b+tches could top it, b+tch (none of you b+tches could top it, like what?)

[chorus]
yeah, she mad ’bout a n+gga again (like, b+tch, why are these worried ’bout what the f+ck i got goin’ on?)
she mad ’bout her n+gga again (you the one that can’t keep your n+gga at home)
she mad ’bout a n+gga again
she mad ’bout her n+gga again (let’s go)
[outro]
b+tch, don’t call me ’bout your motherf+ckin’ n+gga, b+tch
it’s hot outside, b+tch, get out there
b+tch, get out there

- kash kyla lyrics

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