Sad Times

Oh yeah Sit back smoke a blunt Lil bitch what you want? I get the pack in by the month Opps outside so we on a hunt Young bull told me 12 tryn blitz but we never gonna punt If I see me a bad lil bitch just know that imma stunt That nigga don't got no bitch he just putting on a front And shoutout my nigga Kareem but his last name ain't Hunt I step up to the plate then I hey batter swing but it turned into a bunt I remember way way back in the days when we ain't have shit to eat for lunch (Yeah) I seen mom dukes crying Everybody dying Don't tell me you love me, why you lying? Shoutout my day 1 Brian Bitch I'm a king like a lion We cook it up but we ain't frying Diamonds cold like a fridge but this ain't no appliance (Oh yeah) Spin the block Get em shot If I need some drank call the doc I done ran out on the wock New opp pack shit in stock I'm dripped out wearing crocs Hating ass niggas try to mock I told em free Kay Flock Sit back smoke a blunt Lil bitch what you want? I get the pack in by the month Opps outside so we on a hunt Young bull told me 12 tryn blitz but we never gonna punt If I see me a bad lil bitch just know that imma stunt That nigga don't got no bitch he just putting on a front And shoutout my nigga Kareem but his last name ain't Hunt I step up to the plate then I hey batter swing but it turned into a bunt I remember way way back in the days when we ain't have shit to eat for lunch Oh yeah Oh yeah