Sad Bitch

You won't be talking shit
Once you see how much I get
Woah
Bouta go cop a brick
Make my way down to the bank
Tho
Imma focus on me
Still you get lost all in my trance tho
Don't you worry bout me
Just go focus on your bands like

Get lost in my sauce uh
Get lost in my sauce aye
Get lost in my sauce
You know what it cost

Bitches be talking out their shit end
Making it feel like no one listen
Bitch we dont want no drama count ya commas
Then one day you might glisten
I ask forgiveness fore the permission
Living my life all damn exquisite
So
You should go do the same thing then
And not be in my playpen cause

Bitch you talk a lot about the niggas that you fuck up
On the daily making babies
Cause thats all we really want uh huh
Bout to bust a nut or two and
Pop a trunk a locka
Feeling like I'm waka flocka oh
Go and tell ya mama too

Don't be sad bitch
Go get yo bag bitch
Don't be sad bitch
Go get yo bag bitch
Don't be sad don't be sad
Go get yo bag bitch
Don't be sad don't be mad
Go get yo bag bitch