Kankan, iayze - So Sad lyrics
[Kankan, iayze - So Sad lyrics]
In the Hellcat it be goin
Got a bad bitch she be blowin'
But you already know that
We heard he broke that's so sad
We pull a Hemi it just like drag
I wanna know what really got you mad
We know you ain't gettin' no money
Nigga that's what really got you sad
We know that his pockets be hurtin' yeah'
We know that lil boy down bad
Got a ARP with a mag
I done fell in love with the cash
I like SRTs and Jag's
Like baby I don't mean to brag
Hopped in this shit went fast
Ion really care about the cash
Like God don't take my last
They used to love me in the past
In the Trackhawk, say track
Them bullets gon' put your new
Nigga on his back
Like how could you lack? That shit so sad
Play up in this bitch and get a toe tag
Like how could you lack? That shit so sad
They keep lackin' in this bitch
Might get a toe tag
That lil boy ain't gettin' no
Money that shit so sad
XD45 put him on his ass
Can't come around, give a boy no pass
I'm too old left them niggas in the past, ay
She do whatever I say
Might buy that hoe a new bag
We in the H with them K's and
Them Drac's nigga you do the math
Sippin' on too much drank, lil
Nigga I had to relax, ay
Got a ARP with a mag these lil niggas be mad
His pockets they goin out sad
In the Trackhawk doin the dash
Ayy, blue hunnit's they can't fold up
Its too late his hoe done chose up
I might go and cop a Rolls truck
Dat boy cuffin these hoes yea he too toed up
Guess what she gon' fuck me cause my
Neck my wrist is froze up, like so what
I ran up lil nigga just
Like i'm the chosen one
I told lil Jace just stay down cause
You know we finna go up
Got a bad bitch she be blowin'
But you already know that
We heard he broke that's so sad
We pull a Hemi it just like drag
I wanna know what really got you mad
We know you ain't gettin' no money
Nigga that's what really got you sad
We know that his pockets be hurtin' yeah'
We know that lil boy down bad
Got a ARP with a mag
I done fell in love with the cash
I like SRTs and Jag's
Like baby I don't mean to brag
Hopped in this shit went fast
Ion really care about the cash
Like God don't take my last
They used to love me in the past
In the Trackhawk, say track
Them bullets gon' put your new
Nigga on his back
Like how could you lack? That shit so sad
Play up in this bitch and get a toe tag
Like how could you lack? That shit so sad
They keep lackin' in this bitch
Might get a toe tag
That lil boy ain't gettin' no
Money that shit so sad
XD45 put him on his ass
Can't come around, give a boy no pass
I'm too old left them niggas in the past, ay
She do whatever I say
Might buy that hoe a new bag
We in the H with them K's and
Them Drac's nigga you do the math
Sippin' on too much drank, lil
Nigga I had to relax, ay
Got a ARP with a mag these lil niggas be mad
His pockets they goin out sad
In the Trackhawk doin the dash
Ayy, blue hunnit's they can't fold up
Its too late his hoe done chose up
I might go and cop a Rolls truck
Dat boy cuffin these hoes yea he too toed up
Guess what she gon' fuck me cause my
Neck my wrist is froze up, like so what
I ran up lil nigga just
Like i'm the chosen one
I told lil Jace just stay down cause
You know we finna go up