"sos" lyrics

(What was the point of everything?)

New Balenciaga, it cost more than your kidney (Bitches call me papa)
Bitches call me papa, but I don't want no, no feelings
Niggas think they hot, dawg, until they fell off, (Pfft), yah
These niggas sip snot, only green on me my meter (Phee)
Always reachin' for clout, that, boy such an ego feeder (Oh yeah)
They say, "Ayo Che, how you step up from a dealer?" (Oh yeah)
Just broke your bitch back, I don't think you'll ever heal it (Pfft)
Don't give his ass a dime, he wasn't here from the beginning (Never)
Niggas just get high tryna hide the life they living
(Oh no)

In my past life I had died, but right now, bitch, I'm still living
Like a pint of Wock (Wock)
Saw your bro, we spilt him (Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bitch, oh yeah, oh yeah, she think I taste like vanilla (Taste)
Bitch go que lo que, (Yeah), "Okay"
I ain't go hard? Ain't no way (No way)
This old Goyard, it's '08
I said go, yah, (I said) fuck it, I'm a goat like 808
Cop an O, (I said fuck it, pfft), yeah, and I smoke it in a day
I got rolls, yeah, huh, and a couple hoes, okay
Thick white hoe, yeah, yeah, her name Aubrey, just like Drake
And for Christmas, yeah, I want Cognac, and an eighth
I know niggas, yeah, jugg your shoes and jugg your bae
Super nigga, yeah, yeah, I don't wear no super cape
True Religion, yeah, yeah, mix Hermes up with some Bape
Stupid bitches, yeah, yeah, stupid bitches for my age
Who you dissing? Blatt, yeah
New opp on me, I don't play

New Balenciaga, it cost more than your kidney
And she call me Papa, but I don't want no, feelings
Niggas think they hot, dawg, until they fell off
These niggas sip snot, only green on me my meter
I don't wear shit just for clout, yeah, my sauce an ego feeder (In my past life I had died)
They say, "Ayo Che, how you step up from a dealer?"
Just broke your bitch back, I don't think you'll ever heal it
Don't give his ass a dime, he wasn't here from the beginning
Niggas just get high tryna hide the life they living

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