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nav - mad lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yee
yeah, yee
yeah, yee
yeah, yee

[verse 1]
your diamonds don’t sparkle like this (bling)
yellow diamonds sparkling p-ss
i got 2 bands on my wrist
i spent your rent on my kicks
i bought a ring for my b-tch
f-ck your b-tch just for the kick
got some molly i’m taking a pinch
pour it up yeah i got 6 sips
every song a hit i’ll never miss
i just want to f-ck i don’t want to kiss
pay my shooter while he hit don’t miss
never thought i would live a life like this (i’m balling)
bought my mama a crib she can’t believe what i did
you live at your mamas crib
you a baby she should get you a bib
i got some drink anybody gone sip?
but i brought the pine so i got first dibs
everytime i dress i wear new sh-t
got a new b-tch and she got new t-ts
sold my car got a brand new whip
used to share a strap got a brand new 5th
try me get shot with a brand new clip
wanted fame now you want a news clip

[hook}
bought some designer didn’t fit and i still won’t take it back
never had sh-t now i got the things i thought i’d never have
watch you ball for to long had to go inside my bag
didn’t want to pull up now when i come through i make em mad

[chorus]
20 bottles on my tab yeah
ima make sure that you mad yeah
ima make sure that you mad yeah
i’m posting everything i grab yeah
make you watch me blow a bag yea
got my riches came from rags yeah
ima make sure that you mad yeah
ima make sure that you mad yeah

[verse 2]
when from maxing credit cards to holding racks oh yeah
used to shop at chance and now i shop at shacks oh yeah
i was down but now i’m turnt up to the max oh yeah
i snipe your b-tch she see the xo on my back oh yeah
ima make sure that you mad
now you hate to see me pop tags
you honk at me when i’m going fast
your card decline i’m paying cash
i knew that i was the man
but i started buying rubber bands
my back pockets 30 grand
my front pocket full of grams
i drank a 4 i can’t stand
no drugs i ain’t making plans
i’m doing sh-t you can’t stand
got molly white brown tan
i’m buying supreme and off white
my b-tches like brown tan
i got tired of the broke life
i’m just glad i took a chance

[hook}
bought some designer didn’t fit and i still won’t take it back
i ain’t had sh-t now i got the things i thought i’d never have
watch you ball for to long had to go inside my bag
didn’t want to pull up now when i come through i make em mad

[verse 3]
open verse

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