Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1955, artist - Sada Baby. Date of issue: 05.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
1955 |
| Ayy |
| No kizzy, true story (Trauma Tone) |
| Huh, can’t keep watching these niggas, huh |
| 4 'nem stay in they feelings, huh |
| 5 'nem be wantin' to kill 'em, huh |
| Ayy, huh, can’t keep watching these niggas, huh |
| 4 'nem stay in they feelings, huh |
| 5 'nem be wantin' to kill 'em, ayy |
| I don’t give a fuck 'bout havin' no friends, I hope you understand |
| I don’t give a fuck 'bout havin' no friends, I hope you understand |
| Don’t need no new brother man, we’ll shoot at you and your mans |
| Still watch Skub pop, we’ll crash |
| Still watch Skub pop, we’ll crash |
| Get on this rim, huh, get on y’all ass |
| I ain’t impressed with the shit y’all be flashin' |
| Just hit the trap all the way from the mansion |
| Got more bands in that bitch than you can imagine |
| I up the fire, shoot the niggas beside you |
| I throw up 5, Lil Blood gon' match it |
| I drop a four, we gon' go get a casket |
| I got a stroke, but I go to the basket |
| I gotta score 'cause I’m close to the basket |
| Naw, I gotta score 'cause I already racked it |
| Properly prepared, I practice |
| Thank God for them L’s I took, they was tragic |
| Showed a nigga how to bounce back like magic |
| Used to go to school, but not go to school, I was |
| Used to go to school, but not go to school, I was absent |
| Free Big Blood, Jid, what’s brackin'? |
| 'Cause of him, Skuba Steve been active |
| I hate when motherfuckers get to actin' |
| Like they don’t know what’s up, huh, huh |
| Hate when motherfuckers get to askin' |
| Like they don’t know it’s us |
| Go down South, back up, huh |
| Country big booty bitch, huh |
| Fuck me off of accident, huh |
| Fuck me off my accent, yeah, huh |
| Hit her twice on accident, yeah |
| Shit, she said she like dope boys, nigga |
| I’m a trap nigga, so I’m the right man for the job |
| She ain’t peep, huh |
| She ain’t peep I was the— |
| She ain’t peep I was the right applicant |
| And she ain’t, she ain’t seen my attitude was ravishing |
| These niggas ain’t hoopers, fake shooters, they be trappin' like |
| Niggas get mad, in they feelings |
| Emotional like a lil' bitch |
| Shit sadder than— |
| I mean what I say 'bout them old-ass niggas too |
| I mean it for real, I’m adamant |
| About anything I’m doin', huh, huh |
| Too serious, huh times ten, huh, ayy, uh |
| Gang like, «Nigga, let me chime in,» he wanna put his two cents in |
| Say naw, nigga, we got M’s, they can’t get none of thems (Trauma Tone) |
| Don’t want my gang to be like y’all, that’s my fear, huh, huh |
| Happy as hell they don’t just beef with me to start they career, huh |
| I mean if you a rapper, then you a rapper, huh, my nigga, be serious |
| If you doin' it like a hobby and not a habit, my nigga, you weird |
| See, I give my all to this shit, that’s what I got up out it |
| Yeah, all this shit, all this ice, all these diamonds |
| Never had to ride a nigga wave just to, huh, just to be relevant, huh |
| Y’all niggas in the way, in the way, dummy, unintelligent |
| I played it bool 'cause niggas played it bool, ain’t no fool, never played the |
| fool |
| I’ll take a nigga plate of food, leave his shit on empty while I’m full |
| Used to slang the rock off the top rope, Skuba Brahma Bull |
| Chop came with the comma clip, you ain’t never seen this kind of— nah |
| Bhop bame with the bomma blip, you ain’t never seen this kind of tool |
| I don’t lie in none of my verses, you know Sada keep that ooh |
| And I ain’t here just to keep it cool, pussy-ass nigga, this ain’t school |
| Give a fuck about who you with, swear to God, people get it— ayy |
| Give a fuck about who you with, swear to God, your people get it too, huh |
| First time I met your main mans, pressed his ass, bitch, I’m SkubaRu |
| Ask him 'bout it, nigga, I’ll, hey, bitch, I’m SkubaRu |
| Ask him 'bout it, nigga, ayy |
| Speak plain, nigga, who is you? |
| I’m the who’s who of who’s who |
| Goofy-ass niggas been through |
| Niggas can’t know what I— ahh |
| Niggas can’t know what I been through |
| Must not know what I been through |
| Nigga, you don’t wanna get into it |
| 'Cause I’ma kill you when I bump into you |
| Ayy, huh, nigga, I don’t know that shit you know, huh |
| Bang all my motherfuckin' streets and brung us home |
| Huh, huh, I don’t know that shit you know |
| Bang all my streets and brung us home |
| Tapped in with Mari, Ruger, Zoe, Tone, and G Weeder, bring 'em home |
| Huh, uh-duh, uh-uh-uh, uh-duh |
| Crank him up, then walk him outta here |