Misery Needs Company

Bitch I’m trappin', bitch I’m stackin' for my team
Double cup, I got that Henny this ain’t lean (No, this ain’t lean)
Gave her that good dick with that codeine
I stood focused on my money ignored the fame
Now these diamonds in my chain, Dior my jeans (Bling, bling, bling, bling)
Nowadays walk in the bank, they hold doors for me
Shorty love my smile cause these diamonds in my teeth
I ain’t goin' out sad, gotta get it by my lonely
Bitch I’m in my bag, catch me in my Berkley
Went and got Versace sheets, but I don’t sleep
Know my ex, she hate on me, but still want me
First they love you, then they hate you cause you where they wanna be
Say you love me to my face, but low-key you don’t fuck with me
I ain’t goin out sad, misery needs company
I ain’t goin out sad, misery needs company
Bitch I’m stackin', bitch I’m trappin' for my team
Double cup this ain’t henny, bitch this lean (I'm sippin on lean)
White diamond baguette ring, drip like Krispy Kreme
Nowadays got so much racks, that shit can’t fit in my jeans
Nowadays I don’t call my shooter cause it’s right on me
40 round my waist, held up by double G
She seen all this drip, now shorty wanna fuck with me
Walk in my closet, designer drip like Neiman
Just finished fuckin' that bitch, now I’m tryna go sip me some lean
Just finished countin' some racks, now I’m tryna go cop me that Lamb
Do what a broke boy can’t walk out of the bank with some racks
I can’t fuck wit no snakes I see that shit on your face
First they love you, then they hate you cause you where they wanna be
Say you love me to my face, but low-key you don’t fuck with me
I ain’t goin out sad, misery needs company
I ain’t goin out sad, misery needs company
Bitch you lookin' sad
Is it cause I’m in my bag?
Tell me now is that the reason why you mad?
Tell me now is that the reason why you mad?
Bitch you lookin' sad
Is it cause I’m in my bag?
Tell me now is that the reason why you mad?
Tell me now is that the reason why you mad?