Lyrics Well Off Alone - sado

Ask how I'm doin bitch I'm doin well
Ask how I'm doin bitch I'm doin swell
Fuckin this bad hoe bitch she talm bout yale
On top of the shits lil nigga we send him to hell
Yeah, Bih talkin bout alyx nigga what I'm rockin on me
Yeah, Sippin on vamp blood in my cup nigga got be creased
Yeah, I might just double it up yeah
Double R nigga I'm deceased
Yeah, They see my wrist that bitch thats shinin now she wanna talk to me

Remember when a nigga card declined you aint wanna talk to me
Yeah, But now I'm rockin all this fashion on me wanna see
Yeah, And now I'm rockin all this fashion they wanna see where I be
Yeah, And now I'm rockin all these ricky jeans with this bitch nigga and Alyx
Niggas be talkin bout walk round
Nigga yeah, yo shoes you know that they creased
Nun of yall niggas aint talkin with me
Y'all niggas aint walkin with me
I went and jus copped me the beamer lil bitch
We pushin that bitch on me
I copped me the M4
Niggas couldnt believe what they fucking see
Talkin bout coppin chanel for her
Fuckit Suckit you a slut
Know what you really want lil bitch I know you wanna runnit up
No you niggas aint seen me through the day see the sun
I just been locked in 24 hours bitch yeah, I'm makin a run
I been jus all on my top shit yeah, I'm fuckin these lil hoes for fun
Niggas be talkin bout the top kid
But I see these niggas and they run
But I cant even walk with none of these niggas
Yeah, they gon front
I got me the drop on most these niggas that talkin bout fuckin me up
And they hate a nigga one and done, No you niggas aint fuckin me up
And I went and go bought me the truck, Rockin Rick Owens just for fun
And a prada bag on me, You aint seen nigga its a gun
Tryna test on the 6YX, Yeah the gang you know my niggas not the one
And I split that hoe like that,
Better fuck that that hoe like that
She ain talkin bout sado like that
I heard most these niggas they wack
They ain't never been movin no chickens
Nigga through the mail nigga through the packs
And I'm sippin on G-Juice just through the mail
Nigga through the Packs
Lil Shorty wanna see you
Talkin Yeah, well wanna get you back
I'm talkin bout digglyoo bout digglyoo
I'm talkin bout the world we gon paint
I'm all on my phone yeah, Grenaldy talkin to me
Tell me watch my back
These niggas wanna talk bout me wanna be me
Cuz I got the fucking Bag!

Ask how I'm doin bitch I'm doin well
Ask how I'm doin bitch I'm doin swell
Fuckin this bad hoe bitch she talm bout yale
On top of the shits lil nigga we send him to hell
Yeah, Bih talkin bout alyx nigga what I'm rockin on me
Yeah, Sippin on vamp blood in my cup nigga got be creased
Yeah, I might just double it up yeah
Double R nigga I'm deceased
Yeah, They see my wrist that bitch thats shinin now she wanna talk to me

Remember when a nigga card declined you aint wanna talk to me
Yeah, But now I'm rockin all this fashion on me wanna see
Yeah, And now I'm rockin all this fashion they wanna see where I be
Yeah, And now I'm rockin all these ricky jeans with this bitch nigga and Alyx
Niggas be talkin bout walk round
Nigga yeah, yo shoes you know that they creased
Nun of yall niggas aint talkin with me
Y'all niggas aint walkin with me
I went and jus copped me the beamer lil bitch
We pushin that bitch on me
I copped me the M4
Niggas couldnt believe what they fucking see
Talkin bout coppin chanel for her
Fuckit Suckit you a slut
Know what you really want lil bitch I know you wanna runnit up
No you niggas aint seen me through the day see the sun
I just been locked in 24 hours bitch, I'mma be the one

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