Can't Go Out Sad Lyrics - Migos

Yeah 

Talk to me 

See this day and age, these young niggas getting paid 

Wrist clear, Sprite, yuh 

Mike Tyson bite, yuh 

Cup real dirty, yuh 

Motorcross bike, yuh 

We don't fist fight 

Chopper real life 

Double seal tight 

Detroit got me right 

Piccolo green it's millions, and the old money got mildew 

Kick her out cause she keep filming 

They calling me Bob the Builder 

Quavo Paul Pierce em', whip a ball, Wilson 

Put my all in that bowl, put my all in it 

I want all my dogs to win it 

I want all my dogs to win it 

Remember my dog was sentenced (no, no) 

I ain't gon' take it back to thebeginning 

Just get in the Benz and sit in 

(Talk to em'!) 

C'mon (Ay!) 

(Get in there!) 

(Chill!) 

(C'mon!) 

Standing in the trap, been a long day 

Thinking bout putting insurance on my wrist and AK 

Mama tired, daddy died, ain't no Real Housewives 

Now it's no more crying, cause we upper echelon 

I can make a Tuesday, go up like a Saturday 

Don't play where you fools play, you must be from out of state 

Molly yo girl dinner plate, you take her on dinner dates 

Dabbing in Raf Simmons yeah I dress the huncho everyday 

Ricki Lake, wrapped up, came from Kuwait 

Everyday, everyday, young nigga looking for bae 

Got a bitch on Jimmy and she do whatever huncho say 

Her boyfriend wanna be me cause I keep that shit the gangster way 

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I got to put you down 

Ay man, these niggas goin' out sad 

I'm tellin' ya, can't go out bad 

Naw, 'specially bout that bitch 

I'm not goin' out sad 

'Specially bout that bitch 

I can't go out sad 

'Specially bout that bitch 

(Offset!) 

Not bout the bitch, naw, not bout the bitch 

She call just for the dick 

Aw, lord, don't say this your bitch 

I'm young and rich 

But I can strong arm a brick 

I heard you was born a bitch 

Rick Owens they cost your rent 

Pay up, straight up 

John Wick got to put the K up 

I'mma smash ya but we don't lay up 

I'mma bachelor get ya weight up 

Throw the north, bitch you know where we from 

Think it's sweet and we pull out a drum 

You can be rich and a bum 

I want it all, not some 

She fucking for fame, for sumn 

I think she came for money 

I swear I ain't hurting for nothing 

So I just gave the money 

Hoes in my house like Hugh Heffner 

But I'mma slay the bunnies 

She goin' insane, she talk' bout mymain quit sayin' my name lil' mama 

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I got to put you down 

Ay man, these niggas goin' out sad 

I'm tellin' ya, can't go out bad 

Naw, 'specially bout that bitch 

I'm not goin' out sad 

'Specially bout that bitch 

I can't go out sad 

'Specially bout that bitch 

(Takeoff!) 

I can't, go out, sad about no bitch 

Who me? Takeoff never mad about no bitch 

Depressed need to get some off my chest, ain't stressed about that bitch 

She let, me nut on her chest, you still arrest that bitch 

Bad, yeah lil' mama bad, you let her get the Jag and crash 

That's goin' out sad 

You took on her on a date with dad 

The question is boy did you smash? 

Been strong week and a half, and everything you get to get a bitch have (tricked you) 

Aw man, goddamn, these niggas goin' out sad 

Wifin' ho's up, there's not one nigga the hood done been had 

Smash, cuff, but you can pass, ignore but can't erase the past 

If she fool you once, shame on her, if she fool you twice it's yo ass 

I got to put you down 

Ay man, these niggas goin' out sad 

I'm tellin' ya, can't go out bad 

Naw, 'specially bout that bitch 

I'm not goin' out sad 

'Specially bout that bitch 

I can't go out sad 

'Specially bout that bitch