March Madness ft. Ol Smith Lyrics

I know when she mad she don't write me

I am the man in the front just like Spike Lee

How do I ask you for head but politely?

Asked for her sign I thought she was a Pisces

Yeah her ass fat and her lips done like Kylie

Made a fat pack cause the fiends off this Miley

In the backpack eighths got lean got Molly

Got a big gat incase I gotta hurt somebody

Trust nobody

I double the bag when I work by myself

Ain't no going back I don't fuck with the help

You know I'm official they know how I'm built

Laps around the map on the road dodging jail

Fucked on her friend cause she don't wanna share

That shit niggas stashing I throw in the air

I leave with the baddest she all in my ear

Imagine you hating I don't even care

It's only lit cause I'm there

Promoters move wock till I catch you in a party

Watch when Drama appear

Ran up a bag tell a hater I'm sorry

Magic the way that I make it appear

So many P's in the back look like bodies

Watch how I'm making the work disappear

Counting this money they thought I was on

It's wet like a fountain the jewels I got on

Stack it up like a mountain young nigga put on

When we fuck do it quick

When we done she gone

You ain't a boss if you ain't put up em on

You gotta get right you been moving wrong

I need a bag just to make a song

I made a big bag gave some to my mom

I need me a bag if ima perform

They ain't see me in long

The Patek or Rollie won't Carti my arm

Like what ya be on?

I run it fast next minute it's gone

Can't think bout the past that's a quarterback job

Double the cash and talk on a song

I made this shit last I'm stretching it long

If it's money niggas dying bout it

But I ain't never gon beef bout a hoe

Fucked his bitch and now he crying bout it

I ain't trippin told her leave me alone

I'm too lit ain't shit to keep on the low

How I did it might not work for us both

I'm the nigga that be curving the most

I'm the nigga that they sub on a post

Yeah

If you know then you know I'm the goat

These broke niggas talking the most

Niggas laughed and I ain't get the joke

It's fun and games till I'm all in her throat

I burn a bridge and don't give a fuck what I did

A few of my niggas own boats

Since I was a kid I been Dramatic as shit

Them bitches they love me like Sosa

I only wrote you cause I saw you on my recents

Shorty wanna fuck me cause she know that I'm a demon

She said O boy you so solid she make me hard like cement

She want my kids here's my semen

Off of licks we live decent

We gon ball like we Cleveland

Bring 'em in we got the load

They gon hit me got the lows

Best price in town and that's for sure

That's the devil at my door

There's different levels I'm the goat

They left me for dead I'm gon float

If you can't afford that then you broke

Room full of baddies how you stand out?

You mad because you had it and doing bad now

Trigger finger itching he ain't catch a man down

He ain't do shit but he your mans now?

Nigga you fanned out

I'm low on the gram but bro got the grams

Watch how everything plan out

She know who I am if both of them bad

We back to the crib I ain't staying out

A nigga can't get me mad

I'm doing my kidneys bad

Jeans can't fit these racks

Before Diddy I was making the bands

If I ain't killing I make her a friend

20 P's in the trunk of the Benz

In the streets I made niggas advance

Shit starting to make sense like a can

Yeah

That's how I am

She on me like white on the rice

I'm trynna get over the lamb

I renty the Rolls for the night

She sucking my dick on the camera

She asking me questions all night

It's giving me fan

And this bitch ain't even my type

But I'm lit again

I turn into a demon at night

Don't give me no plans