Sad Bitch/Opps (feat. Kuwoo The Sensei)

Yeah, here we go, here we go It's giving sad bitch Mm, mm It's giving average Mm It's giving mad bitch Mm, mm Yeah Shot yourself in the foot, you not a savage Mm What the fuck What you on What you on with me I'm just, mm, yeah Rest in peace to Kevin Samuels I just fucked a bad bitch She come with all intangibles I just fucked a white bitch I wonder how her daddy feel Fee-fi-fo-fum Baby, I just popped a pill Remember you was death on me Now you really miss the real She let me beat, my name's Jahliel Check my feet, I'm PJ Tuck I come with that heat for real It's gonna be a long day I'ma take the long way She was going full speed, down the wrong way Little bitch tried to fool me She just model on IG Never seen a runway But she ride a AMG She look like she ball playin' She a fan of Balmain Simply, if you want that ass, then you gotta ball mane Uh, it's giving me broke, bitch Uh, it's giving me broke, bitch Uh, it's giving me broke, bitch Uh, uh, it's giving me broke, bitch Uh, yeah, it's giving me sad, bitch Issues with your inner bad bitch It's giving me average It should be giving me ratchet It's giving me attachment Issues with your daddy A bunch of fuck you's with the mad face Then some miss you's with the sad face Then beg a nigga for his last name Bitch yo fucking ass crazy I'm for the street lil baby You still chasing pavement Wish you would come check on me Tweeting how you miss the real Say you love me, then you flex on me Giving me mass appeal Cause that picture giving me Brazilian, but that ass is real Hair changing color like a million Giving B.A.P.S for real Yeah, it's giving me ghetto fabulous I love it though Yeah, I love a bitch down to earth She gon' pass the dope We gon' smoke a perp like some purp That's the antidote It's giving me feelings bout some feelings I don't really want You niggas is not opps Jason Tatum with the fade Feel like I'm top five I need that never end the cake I need a IHOP He trying to cape She can't be saved Boy, you gon' die trying He talking about where he gon' take Boy, you gon' die trying You not the opps You just a hater It's a difference, nigga He acting strange just for the change He like these bitches, nigga These niggas are not opps These niggas are not opps Seen each other the other day Nobody got shot Man, these niggas are not opps I ain't even seen nobody outta post-op Y'all seen each other the other day Nobody got dropped Nigga, those are memes Those are not shots If I point the beam, then you Cyclops Make a high low out of your high top Take your mind out from a blind spot Who's a opp Not I These niggas are not opps