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we could be something - sadboybrian lyrics

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[intro (autumn) ]
is this glvck?
(it’s cold outside, so i keep me a heater)
(baby i need ya, you know i need you)

[chorus]
baby i’m 18 worth more than something
heart broken, left with nothing
start pulling ’cause we get to jumping
hits on hits consistently bumping
you not a ooter why you bluffin’
don’t understand, shorty why you fronting?
you might end up the next one running
with your main shorty f*cking blushing

[verse 1]
new vape always got me puffing
want my love, shorty why you rushing?
big deal, n*gga what’s cuffing?
from cupid, b*tch i’m always ducking
got a sword you can say that i’m trunking
got your main b*tch and she always sucking
if she ugly you know that i’m dubbing
got a new wax and that sh*t is bussing

[refrain]
hold on wait we can be something
hold on maybe we can be something
hold on babe we can be something
hold on maybe we can be something (likе, like)
[verse 2]
i can not be last
full throttle i’m doing thе dash (gang, gang, gang)
nicotine is in my f*cking system
so what, n*gga i won’t crash
on god i’m going like flash
new drip make me want to splash
lil’ baby don’t got to act, like
for real don’t got to cap, like
just throw that sh*t back
bet she got bored, sleeping off the act’
b*tch i’m so different i see why they attach, like
like, i got me a gap

[bridge]
if you love me baby better show that
she a bad b*tch and she know that
three years ago that fl!ck was a throwback
got me chasing feelings like i’m kodak
but i won’t go, baby be holding that
no more l’s, n*ggas already knowing that
n*ggas f*ck with you just ’cause you throw that
then you pretend like you really all that
that’s sad, you talk to n*ggas down bad
don’t understand b*tch why you mad
going to graduate, b*tch i’m feeling glad
spanish b*tch, call me lad
she is a thick b*tch let me go add
i am the goat b*tch i’m not your dad
low key miss what we had
but f*ck it that sh*t in the past, n*gga
[verse 3]
f*ck love i don’t want to trust
i’d rather not adjust
leave them dirty b*tches in the dust
i tote gang, n*gga this a must
slide through all she want is l*st
you see money, what we discuss
there is a problem with you it’s just, like
like, you ain’t got no respect for yourself
f*ck that, leave them on the shelf
she so sore, so i’m sitting like an elf
and they like d*mn
sad boy by himself
i’ve been grinding n*gga this ain’t easy
got my stomach feeling a little weezy
sad boy rated r not going p.g

[chorus]
baby i’m 18 going through something
heart broken, left with nothing
start pulling ’cause we get to jumping
hits on hits consistently bumping
you not a ooter why you bluffin’
don’t understand, shorty why you fronting?
you might end up the next one running
got your main shorty f*cking blushing
[outro]
(hold on baby we can be something)
(it’s that sad boy, n*gga)
(baby i’m going through something)
(hold on maybe we can be something)
aye, marco snapped on this hoe

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