Sum to Cry Bout

Woadie cracked out, folks ain't know what they was messin with

Ride with no one lately, dont pick up unless im sellin it

Ya bitch is boomed out, mind my business shit, i'm celibate

No mo havin fun, we get it done, think ima wreck ya shit

Tween voices got to ya head, make you think you hot

Ya at the venue and that bitch empty, let's connect the dots

Ya no more than a weasel and we know you can't fight

So you better get right, man ya boys sum light

Like who'd you think you're fooling bruh

What good would the heat do a spineless creature?