[intro]
Tell her bout the fucking flags
(female voice - You’re not sad again, are you splash king?)
Yeah
[Chorus]
You part of the sad girl club, so you get too high then you feel fucked up and you ask God why?
Why he make you like that? But you just like me
I can get us to the bag, you can be my wifey
[Chorus]
You part of the sad girl club, so you get too high then you feel fucked up and you ask God why?
Why he make you like that? But you just like me
I can get us to the bag, you can be my wifey
[verse 1]
You can be my little boo, you know how I’m sad too
I can get you tattoos, spend $600 on your shoes
I’ll do the crime if you don’t tell, why don’t you come paint my nails
Said I’ll be dead or be in jail, mama they told me I’ll fail
Wish my bro could see me now, singing to the crowds
Tatts all on my body and I’m smoking on that loud
Fighting demons in my head, sometimes I wish I was dead
That’s how you and I joined the club, baby this is what I said
[Chorus]
You part of the sad girl club, so you get too high then you feel fucked up and you ask God why?
Why he make you like that? But you just like me
I can get us to the bag, you can be my wifey
Tell her bout the fucking flags
(female voice - You’re not sad again, are you splash king?)
Yeah
[Chorus]
You part of the sad girl club, so you get too high then you feel fucked up and you ask God why?
Why he make you like that? But you just like me
I can get us to the bag, you can be my wifey
[Chorus]
You part of the sad girl club, so you get too high then you feel fucked up and you ask God why?
Why he make you like that? But you just like me
I can get us to the bag, you can be my wifey
[verse 1]
You can be my little boo, you know how I’m sad too
I can get you tattoos, spend $600 on your shoes
I’ll do the crime if you don’t tell, why don’t you come paint my nails
Said I’ll be dead or be in jail, mama they told me I’ll fail
Wish my bro could see me now, singing to the crowds
Tatts all on my body and I’m smoking on that loud
Fighting demons in my head, sometimes I wish I was dead
That’s how you and I joined the club, baby this is what I said
[Chorus]
You part of the sad girl club, so you get too high then you feel fucked up and you ask God why?
Why he make you like that? But you just like me
I can get us to the bag, you can be my wifey
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.