Sad thot! ft. Death9s Lyrics

No, I can't fuck with your niggas, they bold I should be drippin' head, I get a drip, I'm

Paid to go Fuckin' up any line of rhymes, hurry in my

Van and go I just want this shit, got it all

Red and gold, sweet and cruel Put that B.B. Simons, I can name it in my

Head I'm depressed, I'm stylish, but I already

Got the swag So what's the point in buying shit

I already got the key Shadow, don't you doubt the key

Told them I'm R.X. Stylin' G Told them all these stacks of G

Fuck that bitch, her ass a G On my own, this shit is G

Oh yeah, lil' bitch, I'm totally G Yo, 19, they ain't read the sheet

Currently hunnid, I told you bitch, you're F.U.E

But this is the end of the era, I gotta go forward for shit

I took a fight, this is the end of the game, it wasn't no shit

Don't you go tell me that shit, don't you go suck me in lips

I'm out of this, shut it down, what's so anxious

50, 30, yeah, I'm stackin' shit

B.B. Weezy, I got 86

Don't want no friends, shit, we all on skis

Too late to stop, bitch, I'm dark as shit