SAD BAG

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

I had too many days all I heard was "hope you get well"

Sick of all the fake love that comes through my email

I hope that one day the angels protect my heart shell

If they don't, I guess that angels go to hell

If you take my heart, baby, would you show and tell?

I need to know because I'm simping so hard I'm 'bout to hurl

I been in bed but I've been eyeing my pearls

Give me that check, one cup, two girls

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Always had the vision since I was a young child

Stacking these Big Mac's, shopping at Neiman Marcus

Never do hand-me-down's

Got a big mouth, Rubi Rose

Never rented, bought the Porsche just to pose

These men fuck with me, but in entanglements

I never get hitched, I am in the will (always in the will)

And my name's not Jada Pinkett Smith

But I'm rich, (and that bitch)

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

Fuck being sad, gotta get to the bag

(Always remember your worth is within)