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T-Rell & Khaotic - Going Out Sad (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T-Rell
T-Rell
Performer
Khaotic
Khaotic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Terry
Terrell Terry
Songwriter
Rubin Carlton McFadden
Rubin Carlton McFadden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tnt
Tnt
Producer
Christopher Brown
Christopher Brown
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Pipe that shit up, TNT
What love is
DJ Scott got star shit on him
My commissary G is for the ritual
God knows
[Chorus]
Yo, she a bad bitch to a **** that ain't never had shit
A bad bitch when you never had shit
**** spend his whole bag to make her feel like she the baddest
**** make her feel like she the baddest
You can't be goin' outside for no bitch 'cause she attractive
Can't goin' outside 'cause she attractive
She won't talk to you at all if you ain't have shit
[Verse 1]
I spent two thousand on them boots to say "I love you"
I copped a plane, I bought you Uber
We hit Saks Fifth, I blew a bag
Popped every tag, I swear you bad
I'm not no trick, I'm just a good guy
That's what turn good guys bad
I was faithful till I met you, bamboozled me, bamboozled
I hate that eye for eye shit, treat my main chick like a side bitch
She wanted Aquarius, say
[Verse 2]
No more gifts for you, I don't got shit for you
I was on my dick for you, I'm so sick of you
For you, I'd give my whole check
I'm buyin' BBLs, the C-U-L, hairdos and toenails
When you left, I was like, "Oh, well" Yeah
I ain't gon' lie, it was pressure in that hotel, yeah
You was dippin' in my cheese like some Rotel, yeah
And if I see your ass in jail, I ain't gon' post bail, yeah
Big crowd, baby, oh
[Chorus]
Yo, she a bad bitch to a **** that ain't never had shit
A bad bitch when you never had shit
**** spend his whole bag to make her feel like she the baddest
**** make her feel like she the baddest
You can't be goin' outside for no bitch 'cause she attractive
Can't goin' outside 'cause she attractive
She won't talk to you at all if you ain't have shit
[Verse 3]
Tell my ho to hit the stroll and kick rocks barefoot
Hoes be hollin' at a **** like a fuckin' werewolf
I ain't concerned with your vibe and how your head and nails look
Ho be tryna rob a ****, like I don't know she a crook
I don't buy Birkins, I don't buy bags, I don't buy no pocketbooks
I ain't finna buy no lil' ho shit 'cause I got mine out the mud
My tears, sweat, and my blood, my peers fuckin' us up
'Cause they make everything 'bout money when they money ain't 'nough
Ain't wastin' mine, ain't wastin' time, fuck your Zodiac sign
It ain't no Zodiac sign that's compatible with mine
I treat all these hoes the same, I don't give a fuck if you fine
'Cause I ain't askin' for your money, bitch, you askin' for mine
Ho, you might as well be a bum from how you beggin'
I swear you almost got me from how you look in them leggings
She let that **** eat that pussy, had him lookin' for seconds
She let that **** hit that pussy, she gon' probably be pregnant, don't regret it
[Chorus]
Yo, she a bad bitch to a **** that ain't never had shit
A bad bitch when you never had shit
**** spend his whole bag to make her feel like she the baddest
**** make her feel like she the baddest
You can't be goin' outside for no bitch 'cause she attractive
Can't goin' outside 'cause she attractive
She won't talk to you at all if you ain't have shit
[Chorus]
She a bad bitch to a **** that ain't never had shit
**** spend his whole bag to make her feel like she the baddest
You can't be goin' outside for no bitch 'cause she attractive
'Cause she won't talk to you at all if you ain't have shit
Written by: Rubin Carlton McFadden, Terrell Terry
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