Yung Bans - Sad Boy Soulja lyrics

[Intro: Yung Bans] Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang [Chorus: Yung Bans] R.I.P. to Peep, yah Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real R.I.P. to Peep, yah Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real [Verse 1: Yung Bans] Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang Sipping on that red [?] Horses on the whip, but baby, this is not a Mustang Off so many d**, all day much pain This sh** off the wall, young n***a just wanna ball Lost so many dawgs, this sh** ain't fair at all Designer d** mix, got my fingers in her kit cat Hit a lick, b**h mad lil n***a, sit back Free the gang, all dawgs go to heaven, n***a Muscle on these hoes, man, somebody needa tell these b**hes Innocent till guilty but they still treat me like a felon n***a f** the D-A, p**y, I'ma seven figure n***a [Chorus: Yung Bans] R.I.P. to Peep, yah Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real R.I.P. to Peep, yah Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real [Verse 2: CHXPO] You look in the mirror and see a f** n***a I look in the mirror and I see a hitter Made a hundred thousand in the sprinter So Icy Tha God, Goth Angel Sinner Need me a Louis scarf for my cold heart I ain't got no heart, nah, I ain't got no heart Go hard, b**h, I go hard I hang with the rockstars, tote choppers like they tote guitars On the Boulevard, jugging all day In the hallways, tryna catch a play b**h, you know I'm Gus Gang, goth b**h for the gang She just flew in from LA, she just wanna snort some yay [Chorus: Yung Bans] R.I.P. to Peep, yah Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real R.I.P. to Peep, yah Sad boy soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real [Intro: Yung Bans] Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang Gus Gang, b**h, we rep that Gus Gang