Sybyr
Big Mad
[Verse]
Big mad, not glad, chop him off
Had enough, fuckin' with precision when it's clearly off
I been dealing nothing but cards, gotta stop it all
Never made a project since, gotta end it all
Falling off, falling on, fuck the numbers game
Fuck a lame, put a bitch in high heels, beat the frame
Original stepper with these waves, I'm collecting
Get your flesh and I'ma eat with the salt, how you pay me
Motherfucker prolly never fathom rage 'til they heard me
Now I'm serving different dishes on these plates
I remember broke days like a cheapskate
Neobux surfin', getting pennies in a day
Swagbucks too, prolly gotta go back
Clean the fuckin' view enough and put it on a rack
Feel like all the efforts are just fading into black
Feel like any step I take, I'm taking six back

[Chorus]
What you call that? Fuck you n***a
What you call that? Yeah, pull the fuckin' trigger
What you call that? Fuck you n***a
What you call that? Yeah, pull the fuckin' trigger
What you call that? Fuck you n***a
What you call that? Yeah, pull the fuckin' trigger
What you call that? Fuck you n***a (Landfill)
What you call that? Yeah, pull the fuckin' trigger