Sad Songs
Bitch I'm really him
Reaper shit I'm really grim
Snatch your soul right through the floor don't give a fuck if it's ten AM
I just spent bought sixty on some boxers in the mall nigga
She said that she miss me tell her pull with no draws nigga
Listening to sad songs when I'm by myself
I been stressing might lose my bitch
AR came with a cooling kit
Pour wock up with my hooligans
I done flooded out all of my watches
Fucked around made my jeweler rich
She wanna fuck around she gone neck my shit
Fucked around put my neck in piss
Keep my money segregated blues no greens they think I'm racist
I just flooded out my neck with big ass rocks to match my bracelet
I can cheat but you can't cheat best tell lil buddy that you taken
Ain't got no time for a date hoe come and face this I'm impatient
Leave a whole in ya back the same size as a onion
My boy got no sense he might kill you for nothing
My pockets swole up guess the money done jumped him
Presidential Rollie I'm out this bitch trumping
Got xannies and lean I need em both
Don't know what you heard but I'll never need a hoe
Tie up your weave just get on your knees and blow
Ain't drop for a weak they like please we need some more
Don't leave your shorty with me ima take her
Don't wanna fuck than hoe leave I won't make ya
Told that boy that's it's up when I see you fantasia
Pour a eight of that purple I feel like a laker
All we know is go it ain't no brakes
Put some white in her smile like Colgate
Shawty said that we broke hoe no way
Y'all done made dick riding a sport y'all so gay
Bitch I'm really him
Reaper shit I'm really grim
Snatch your soul right through the floor don't give a fuck if it's ten AM
I just spent bought sixty on some boxers in the mall nigga
She said that she miss me tell her pull with no draws nigga
Listening to sad songs when I'm by myself
I been stressing might lose my bitch
AR came with a cooling kit
Pour wock up with my hooligans
I done flooded out all of my watches
Fucked around made my jeweler rich
She wanna fuck around she gone neck my shit
Fucked around put my neck in piss
Reaper shit I'm really grim
Snatch your soul right through the floor don't give a fuck if it's ten AM
I just spent bought sixty on some boxers in the mall nigga
She said that she miss me tell her pull with no draws nigga
Listening to sad songs when I'm by myself
I been stressing might lose my bitch
AR came with a cooling kit
Pour wock up with my hooligans
I done flooded out all of my watches
Fucked around made my jeweler rich
She wanna fuck around she gone neck my shit
Fucked around put my neck in piss
Keep my money segregated blues no greens they think I'm racist
I just flooded out my neck with big ass rocks to match my bracelet
I can cheat but you can't cheat best tell lil buddy that you taken
Ain't got no time for a date hoe come and face this I'm impatient
Leave a whole in ya back the same size as a onion
My boy got no sense he might kill you for nothing
My pockets swole up guess the money done jumped him
Presidential Rollie I'm out this bitch trumping
Got xannies and lean I need em both
Don't know what you heard but I'll never need a hoe
Tie up your weave just get on your knees and blow
Ain't drop for a weak they like please we need some more
Don't leave your shorty with me ima take her
Don't wanna fuck than hoe leave I won't make ya
Told that boy that's it's up when I see you fantasia
Pour a eight of that purple I feel like a laker
All we know is go it ain't no brakes
Put some white in her smile like Colgate
Shawty said that we broke hoe no way
Y'all done made dick riding a sport y'all so gay
Bitch I'm really him
Reaper shit I'm really grim
Snatch your soul right through the floor don't give a fuck if it's ten AM
I just spent bought sixty on some boxers in the mall nigga
She said that she miss me tell her pull with no draws nigga
Listening to sad songs when I'm by myself
I been stressing might lose my bitch
AR came with a cooling kit
Pour wock up with my hooligans
I done flooded out all of my watches
Fucked around made my jeweler rich
She wanna fuck around she gone neck my shit
Fucked around put my neck in piss
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Collins
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