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yung bans & chxpo - sad boy soulja كلمات الأغنية

[intro: yung bans]
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang
yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh

[chorus: yung bans]
r.i.p. to peep, yah
sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real
(that’s why i got the “crybaby” tat… on my face, got a humongous tattoo that says “crybaby” and sh-t)
r.i.p. to peep, yah
sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real

[verse 1: yung bans]
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang
sipping on that red bottle, say he wants that tuss thing
horses on the whip, but baby, this is not a mustang
off so many drugs, b-tch, i don’t know how i got much pain
this sh-t off the wall, young n-gga just wanna ball
lost so many dawgs, this sh-t ain’t fair at all
designer drugs mix, got my fingers in her kit cat
hit a l!ck, b-tch mad, lil n-gga, sit back
free the gang, all dawgs go to heaven, n-gga
muscle on these hoes, man, somebody needa tell these b-tches
innocent till guilty, they still treat me like a felon n-gga
f-ck the d-a, p-ssy, i’ma seven figure n-gga

[verse 2: chxpo]
you look in the mirror and see a f-ck n-gga
i look in the mirror and i see a hitter
made a hundred thousand jugging in the sprinter
so icy tha god, goth angel sinner
need me a louis scarf for my cold heart
i ain’t got no heart, nah, i ain’t got no heart
go hard, b-tch, i go hard
i hang with the rockstars, tote choppers like they tote guitars
on the boulevard, jugging all day
selling hard in the hallways, tryna catch a play
b-tch, you know i’m gus gang, goth b-tch for the gang
she just flew in from la, she just wanna snort some yay’

[outro: yung bans]
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang
gus gang, b-tch, we rep that gus gang

- yung bans chxpo

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