sad boy

Sad, boy, bad, bitch Fuckin' at six, I'm talkin' past ten Smacked, voice, bad, pitch I pull up and I can barely do my ad-libs Sad, boy, bad, bitch Stoppin' for my profit, I don't lack licks Smacked, voice, bad, pitch You wanna get the smoke, then we can match bitch F*ck he talkin' 'bout? I'm 'boutta make a scene Gas pack, only from New York, bitch this ain't Maybelline Rap cap, homie whole life fuckin' make believe Pass that, lately smokin' spliffs, I had a paper dream Sh Quiet, I'm tryin' to think Okay, that's over, bitch pour me a drink F*ck on the floor, and then switch to the sink Pull on they hair, and now my hands is pink Bitch tryna f*ck me on stage I don't understand you hoe, CUFFED was just playin' Pop me a Xan, and sit back while they rage I had to smoke, don't be mad that I'm late Lean, drip, 'Preme, fit I'll end ya, bitch, give me a reason He, slit, seamstress Leave ya like a blunt, ya f*ck with me, bitch Leave ya like a blunt, ya f*ck with me, bitch Sad, boy, bad, bitch Stoppin' for my profit, I don't lack licks Smacked, voice, bad, pitch You wanna get the smoke, then we can match bitch