Whats up, whats up
Suicideyear, ooh
Sadboys
Shawty Ima do things that you aint never did
Finna wake up next to you in my crib
Cause Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Shawty Ima do things that you aint never did
Finna wake up next to you in my crib
Cause Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Sadboys, we on deck
Am I awake? I gotta check
Went to sleep, never came back
Im the same guy smoking loud pack
Iced out, right back
PCP attack, 3D pills
Hoes on my ball sack
They dont know how to act
High tech watch, high tech locked
Broken skies, fantastic fox
Got keys, but Ill never find the lock
Emotionalboys we in the UFO
Skies pink when Im on ecstasy
In Tokyo, playing Mario
Sadboys blastin your stereos
Sucking on my nuts like pistachios
Mixing champagne with Carpaccio
Slangin dough, hoe Im in that polo
Stacks of money, more for you
Milkshakes with the crushed up oreos
Im in Italy, Rodeo
Forgive me after my death, Caravaggio
Louis duffle bag filled with heroin
Louis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabs, let em in
Louis duffle bag filled with heroin
Louis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabs, let em in
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Bitch I light up the sky, call me Charmeleon
My lifes on the line
I aint Charmander, but Im nearly on
Clearly on drugs
That will make you hear, clearly wrong
Longer than my yearly bong hit
Shawty thinks she got style
Leandoer dresses slicker
Im so iced out that its winter
Destroy my stupid liver
I be on that Bape shit, you rocking Quicksilver
Never hesitate shit, to pull the trigger
Luxurious steak before my dinner
Throw bodies down the river
Yeah, you get that picture
Gold and silver round my finger
Shawty on that West Side, she a gold digger
Wake up and Im a winner
Showering in five star
Hoe take a look in the mirror
Im on my grind like all the time
Bitch Im Murakami
Shawty sucking on my pastrami, get that salami
Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Shawty Ima do things you aint never did
Finna wake up next to you in my crib
Cause Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Shawty Ima do things that you aint never did
Finna wake up next to you in my crib
Cause Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Ima, Ima make you hurt
Louis duffle bag filled with heroin
Louis Louis Louis duffle bag filled with heroin
Louis Louis Louis duffle bag filled with heroin
Ima Ima Ima make you hurt
Ima make you hurt
Sadboys