Misery Needs Company - Kid Buu

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?