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shit sad (demo) - ​ian lyrics

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[intro: ian]
(haha, what the f—?)
(haha, what the f—?)
(haha, what the f—?)
we just blew through all that gas, yeah
huh, i can’t believe we just—
huh (yeah)

[chorus]
i can’t believe we just blew through all that gas still
high as can be, tryna remember how my past feel
tired of askin’ god why every day felt like the last one
i swear that i’d be fine if she would finally throw that ass on me
swear, baby, i swear we’ll be just fine
but godd*mn, you really know how to k!ll my vibe
i’m not playin’, gotta be careful who you laughin’ with
sh*t sad, but you’ll get handlеd if you don’t handle sh*t

[verse]
five*hundred*dollar blunt, i’m not passin’ it (d*mn)
if it did not comе from us, sh*t not accurate
girl, it’s 4 o’clock a.m., why we chattin’ still?
d*mn, ho slid through to eat, then dipped, guy fieri sh*t
huh, i’m in paris, you in paris, let’s do paris sh*t
huh, hey, f*ck up out your bed, on that sad sh*t
huh, hey, strand after strand, ransack my thought
h*ll nah, f*ck goin’ band for band, y’all don’t have enough
[chorus]
i can’t believe we just blew through all that gas still
high as can be, tryna remember how my past feel
tired of askin’ god why every day felt like the last one
i swear that i’d be fine if she would finally throw that ass on me
swear, baby, i swear we’ll be just fine
but godd*mn, you really know how to k!ll my vibe
i’m not playin’, gotta be careful who you laughin’ with
sh*t sad, but you’ll get handled if you don’t handle sh*t

[verse 2]
real fast, we’ll go pink flaming’, runnin’ from gsp
real mad, i done missed out on an m, i was on dnd
h*ll yeah, could’ve bought three of your cribs off my dsps
godd*mn, i’m tryna get rid of this b*tch, ho can’t leave me be
f*ck the chains, i threw my advance in some real estate
real pay, hop up out that, “d*mn, boy, you really made it”
i know i’m not hearin’ from they ass ’til i really make it
stop, eighty*thousand from my head to my f*ckin’ ankles

[chorus]
i can’t believe we just blew through all that gas still
high as can be, tryna remember how my past feel
tired of askin’ god why every day felt like the last one
i swear that i’d be fine if she would finally throw that ass on me
swear, baby, i swear we’ll be just fine
but godd*mn, you really know how to k!ll my vibe
i’m not playin’, gotta be careful who you laughin’ with
sh*t sad, but you’ll get handled if you don’t handle sh*t

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