Sad Song (feat. Fredo Bang)

Goddamn BJ with a nugget

I like takin' med's, I like buzzin' head's

I like makin' **** bleed like they bangin' red

It's like once it's on my mind

Can get it out my head

The only time I got some love for a opp is

When a bitch is dead

Pistol on my lap, a man don't run

I'm right at pitch say that he won't beep

I fry it up and feed him big

Talkin' all that shit, I feed him bullet's

Not a tic-tac his cousin set us up

I got him flushed, come get your lick

**** thinkin' sweet, I rap him up to like a hundred buck's

Say that he gon' stretch me

I'm still waitin' for that day to come

Gon' for slangin' eyes, but in the king

I be quick to bump

Third in on my waist, this bitch poke out like a baby bump

Yeah, bitch, I turn the diss into a sad song

Wait, bitch, I turn the diss into your last song

Ain't fuzz head, he lost his leg's, so he half gone

Bitch, you play with me, I make you bleed

That's a damn show

Bitch, I turned a diss into a sad song

Wait, bitch, I turned a diss into your last song

Ain't fuzz head, he lost his leg, so he half gone

Bitch, you play with me, I make you bleed

That's a damn show

They know I knock him off

And stretch him out and paint him red

He shouldn't have said what he said

That's why that **** dead

Walk him down and blow his dread's

It ain't no secret, me and baby Cluck be slinging lead

I got these bitches scared

Just to do your dance with that chopper

It won't never stop

I ain't said a prayer to the Lord for all

Fuck this shit, I put that shit on quick

I bet I off the top

That's your La Plata, yeah

That's why we left from dead

Drop my nuts like bowling ball's

Chopper open up his head

Diss me in the song, it ain't a game

That's why that **** dead

Body after body, all I know is fill him up with lead

Wacky shit, back to back

Now I got these bitches scared

Paint him red, yeah

Bitch, I'll turn the distance to a sad song

Wait, bitch, I'll turn the distance to your last song

Ain't fuzz head, he lost his leg, so he half gone

You play with me, I make you bleed

That's a damn show

Bitch, I'll turn the distance to a sad song

Wait, bitch, I'll turn the distance to your last song

Ain't fuzz head, he lost his leg, so he half gone

You play with me, I make you bleed

That's a damn show