Letra de Sh*t Sad - ian

(Feat. Chief Keef)

(Haha, what the f—?)

(Haha, what the f—?)

(Haha, what the f—?)

We just blew through all that gas, yeah

Huh, I can't believe we just—

Huh (Yeah)

I can't believe we just blew through all that gas still

High as can be, tryna remember how my past feel

Tired of askin' God why every day felt like the last one

I swear that I'd be fine if she would finally throw that ass on me

Swear, baby, I swear we'll be just fine

But goddamn, you really know how to kill my vibe

I'm not playin', gotta be careful who you laughin' with

Shit sad, but you'll get handled if you don't handle shit

Five-hundred-dollar blunt, I'm not passin' it (Damn)

If it did not come from us, shit not accurate

Girl, it's 4 o'clock a.m., why we chattin' still?

Damn, ho slid through to eat, then dipped, Guy Fieri shit

Huh, I'm in Paris, you in Paris, let's do Paris shit

Huh, hey, fuck up out your bed, on that sad shit

Huh, hey, strand after strand, ransack my thought

Hell nah, fuck goin' band for band, y'all don't have enough

I can't believe we just blew through all that gas still

High as can be, tryna remember how my past feel

Tired of askin' God why every day felt like the last one

I swear that I'd be fine if she would finally throw that ass on me

Swear, baby, I swear we'll be just fine

But goddamn, you really know how to kill my vibe

I'm not playin', gotta be careful who you laughin' with

Shit sad, but you'll get handled if you don't handle shit

Smokin' gas and leanin'

Heard a nigga hatin', tell him, "Suck my penis"

She got good brain, she a motherfuckin' genius

And I got racks like Serena and Venus

I get money, nigga, schemin'

Up Ben Franklin, he got the bitches screamin'

Mama said, "Stop," but her baby still leanin'

Pull up in a V12, they ain't never seen it

Let's go do some money shit

I'ma keep it a hundred and these niggas on some funny shit

I'ma keep it a hundred if these niggas on some funny shit

Let's go do some money shit, let's go do some money shit

I done got used to this shit, baby, I'ma bool

Only if I knew what I do, what I'd do

If you think I need you, girl, you wrong as two left shoe

Only if you do what you needed to do (L-Let's go do some money shit)

I can't believe we just blew through all that gas still

High as can be, tryna remember how my past feel

Tired of askin' God why every day felt like the last one

I swear that I'd be fine if she would finally throw that ass on me

Swear, baby, I swear we'll be just fine

But goddamn, you really know how to kill my vibe

I'm not playin', gotta be careful who you laughin' with

Shit sad, but you'll get handled if you don't handle shit

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