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$us valentino - going out sad lyrics

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[chorus]
i just run this bag, i ain’t goin’ out sad, yeah
i just saw this n-gg- and he lookin’ at me mad, yeah
’boutta get this bag, yeah, gonna get my cash, ayy

[refrain]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
yeah, ayy

[verse]
put these boys on ’cause my money long
she gon’ sing my song every time that i come on, yeah
b-tch, you got it wrong, take that bullsh-t somewhere else, ayy
pulled up to the function, but i pulled up just to flex, yeah
pretty n-gg- steppin’ through the cops like a t-rex, yeah
coolin’ in the bedroom, now she takin’ off my belt, yeah
shootin’ up the show, please don’t ask me how i felt
shootin’ up the show, keep the strap tucked in my belt
i’ma shine so much, now when you look at me, you melt, yeah
buried in the money, i don’t need a open casket
engine go vroom, you can hear my exhaust, yeah
i’ma stay on go, i could never go on pause
we don’t follow laws, yo’ b-tch callin’ me her god
backseat of the amg, we ’boutta make a plot
all my boys ready, now we rollin’ out the lot
rollin’ through the neighborhood, like somebody call swat, yeah

[chorus]
i just run this bag, i ain’t goin’ out sad, yeah
i just saw this n-gg- and he lookin’ at me mad, yeah
’boutta run this bag, yeah, gonna get my cash, yeah
gonna get my cash, and my shawty, she so bad, yeah



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