Yeah yeah yeah
Jdonthetrack
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Yeah
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride inside this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Never folded under pressure I swear to god I stood 10 toes
Remember trapping hitting licks and f*cking freak hoes
Niggas be cappin on they dead mans that's shit I condone
Don't do no drive by's we hopping out and splitting niggas domes
Shooting from the line hit yo ass just like ah free throw
Dog walk yo bitch and recording her while she deepthroat
Roug he ah bully take yo shit just like he debo
Mitch be on fully with the chop that bitch lethal
Acting tuff ah get yo ass touched just like Danny Glover
And it get cold in the d even in this Gucci sweater
Losing my mind every single day hoping this shit get better
The street life ain't what it seem so I'll be the first ta tell you
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride in this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Like on that court these niggas shooters but they can't hoop
Like call of duty hit ah nigga town with ah nuke
How you claim you drop shit but ain't you scared ta shoot
Call P and he ah blow ah nigga like ah flute
Mix margiela with da glock and no maison
They k got ah drum like bring the bass in
Bring the plates ta the table we about dine-in
If I can't find you ima get yo best mans
Like P say knock em out them top 10's
Like some dreadlocks bitch we be locked in
Good dope look like some b sand
Off them fiens I them made about ah light 10
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride inside this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
ReubGang Yp - Sad 2 Say (feat. Roug 9) Lyrics
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English
Yeah yeah yeah
Jdonthetrack
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Yeah
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride inside this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Never folded under pressure I swear to god I stood 10 toes
Remember trapping hitting licks and f*cking freak hoes
Niggas be cappin on they dead mans that's shit I condone
Don't do no drive by's we hopping out and splitting niggas domes
Shooting from the line hit yo ass just like ah free throw
Dog walk yo bitch and recording her while she deepthroat
Roug he ah bully take yo shit just like he debo
Mitch be on fully with the chop that bitch lethal
Acting tuff ah get yo ass touched just like Danny Glover
And it get cold in the d even in this Gucci sweater
Losing my mind every single day hoping this shit get better
The street life ain't what it seem so I'll be the first ta tell you
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride in this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Like on that court these niggas shooters but they can't hoop
Like call of duty hit ah nigga town with ah nuke
How you claim you drop shit but ain't you scared ta shoot
Call P and he ah blow ah nigga like ah flute
Mix margiela with da glock and no maison
They k got ah drum like bring the bass in
Bring the plates ta the table we about dine-in
If I can't find you ima get yo best mans
Like P say knock em out them top 10's
Like some dreadlocks bitch we be locked in
Good dope look like some b sand
Off them fiens I them made about ah light 10
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride inside this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Jdonthetrack
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Yeah
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride inside this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Never folded under pressure I swear to god I stood 10 toes
Remember trapping hitting licks and f*cking freak hoes
Niggas be cappin on they dead mans that's shit I condone
Don't do no drive by's we hopping out and splitting niggas domes
Shooting from the line hit yo ass just like ah free throw
Dog walk yo bitch and recording her while she deepthroat
Roug he ah bully take yo shit just like he debo
Mitch be on fully with the chop that bitch lethal
Acting tuff ah get yo ass touched just like Danny Glover
And it get cold in the d even in this Gucci sweater
Losing my mind every single day hoping this shit get better
The street life ain't what it seem so I'll be the first ta tell you
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride in this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Like on that court these niggas shooters but they can't hoop
Like call of duty hit ah nigga town with ah nuke
How you claim you drop shit but ain't you scared ta shoot
Call P and he ah blow ah nigga like ah flute
Mix margiela with da glock and no maison
They k got ah drum like bring the bass in
Bring the plates ta the table we about dine-in
If I can't find you ima get yo best mans
Like P say knock em out them top 10's
Like some dreadlocks bitch we be locked in
Good dope look like some b sand
Off them fiens I them made about ah light 10
Is it sad ta say that I want all my opps dead
Wish que was here so he can ride inside this drop-head
Ups with this chop I'll get em boxed in
Get yo goofy ass knocked right out them top 10
Since y'all bang the same shit don't mean that y'all locked in
Cause I got snaked by ah nigga that was my bestfriend
I guess this glock and these blue hundreds gone be my best man
Pimp Jaymo missing you my boy you was his right hand
Writer: ReubGang Yp, Emmanuel Lyles, Joao Duarte
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: ReubGang Yp
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: ReubGang Yp, Emmanuel Lyles, Joao Duarte