Going Out Sad

Man where ya at drip trop?

We got niggas out here really going out sad (They going out sad)
Instead of chasing bitches needa go chase you a bag

I don't want my pockets small
I want my pockets to be fat

Fell in love with the money
Yeah I'm married to the cash (Cash)

We got niggas out here really going out sad (They going out sad)
Instead of chasing bitches needa go chase you a bag

I don't want my pockets small
I want my pockets to be fat

Fell in love with the money
Yeah I'm married to the cash (Cash)

Running to the money fast just like a track meet (Just like a track meet)
I don't see no nigga that could really ever stop me (No no no no)

All these hating niggas I don't see em they don't faze me (I don't)

Cause I'm on a money making mission getting blue cheese (Yeah)

Fuck all that I ain't going out sad (No no)
Fuck being broke bitch I needa get a bag (No no)

No money on your mind then I don't wanna chat (No no)
Cause this the reason why niggas going out sad (No no)

I want big checks best believe that (Yeah yeah)
Money for a show ima need that (Yeah yeah)
If the money calling ima get that (Ima get that)
Diamonds hitting hard like it's mortal kombat (Bling blaow)

We got niggas out here really going out sad (they going out sad)
Instead of chasing bitches need a go chase you a bag

I don't want my pockets small
I want my pockets to be fat

Fell in love with the money
Yeah I'm married to the cash (Cash)

We got niggas out here really going out sad (They going out sad)
Instead of chasing bitches needa go chase you a bag

I don't want my pockets small
I want my pockets to be fat

Fell in love with the money
Yeah I'm married to the cash (Cash)

When they see a big bag on you
That's when bitches wanna love on you

When they see that you leveled up
That's when niggas wanna hate on you

Ima fly ass nigga you can watch me levitate (You can watch me levitate)
I'm not going out sad bitch I'm always chasing cake (Bitch im always chasing cake)

Ima burn all the grass
Ima get rid of the snakes (Ima get rid of the snakes)

Baby girl I got the juice I'm not talking no ocean spray (Yeah)
Baby girl I got the juice I'm not talking no tampico (Yeah yeah)

Do you know who made the beat?
Bitch it was DJ Tropixal (Yeah yeah)

Yes I'm snapping on this beat bitch it's Trill Steiner (Bitch it's trill steiner)
Yes I made yo bitch eat my dick like she in a diner

We got niggas out here really going out sad (They going out sad)
Instead of chasing bitches needa go chase you a bag

I don't want my pockets small
I want my pockets to be fat

Fell in love with the money
Yeah I'm married to the cash (Cash)



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Writer(s): Steiner Mathieu
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