Kiss Goodnight
Da da da da da da da
Yeah
Trey Wavey from the 2-4
Yeah
Pull up with my
Pull up with my
Pull up with my broskis
Tryna get the gold cheese
All you man be hating
Cause you sitting in the nosebleed
Hit it then I'm ghosting
Hate me 'cause I'm boasting
I don't want no love
I be running from emotions
Somethin' 'bout you girl
Keeps sneakin' up on me
Before I let you go
Can I get a kiss good night b?
I ain't tryna play you
Your girls making assumptions
Girl you always know
Trey Wavey fuckin' up the function
Tryna have some good fun
You don't care what I've done
Whippin' in a foreign
Baby you gon' have your head spun
Flying like I'm Westbrook
24 that's real hood
Pull up with the gang
I be rolling with the worst crooks
Styling 'cause I'm trendy
Kitted in the Fendi
Coming with the heat but
These niggas they ain't ready
Girl you know I'm heady
I'm the One like Headie
All about the p
So I'm always eating bread b
Baby stop the frontin'
I can't give you nothin'
Love's not in my plans
But in future we'll be somethin'
Pull up with my broskis
Tryna get the gold cheese
All you man be hating
Cause you sitting in the nosebleed
Hit it then I'm ghosting
Hate me 'cause I'm boasting
I don't want no love
I be running from emotions
Somethin' 'bout you girl
Keeps sneakin' up on me
Before I let you go
Can I get a kiss good night b?
Step in I be drippin'
Grab it then I'm kickin
Chattin' on my name
Man my bros will do some dippings
Ballin' like I'm Pippen
Gyally they be crippling
Walk into the party I be
Steppin' in my Jordan's
When it's time for grinding
Going into hiding
Tryna take it slow girl
I know your just a shy ting
Yeah I got some side tings
Yeah it might sound frightening
But I ain't gon' lie
Girl I wanna make you my ting
Tryna buy you bright rings
Buy you all the fine things
Baby I'm the king and
I'm tryna make you my queen
Babygirl
Yeah I'm tryna see what's up
Can you tell me
Are you down or nah
Pull up with my
Pull up with my broskis
Tryna get the gold cheese
All you man be hating
Cause you sitting in the nosebleed
Hit it then I'm ghosting
Hate me 'cause I'm boasting
I don't want no love
I be running from emotions
Somethin' 'bout you girl
Keeps sneakin' up on me
Before I let you go
Can I get a kiss good night b?
Yeah
Trey Wavey from the 2-4
Yeah
Pull up with my
Pull up with my
Pull up with my broskis
Tryna get the gold cheese
All you man be hating
Cause you sitting in the nosebleed
Hit it then I'm ghosting
Hate me 'cause I'm boasting
I don't want no love
I be running from emotions
Somethin' 'bout you girl
Keeps sneakin' up on me
Before I let you go
Can I get a kiss good night b?
I ain't tryna play you
Your girls making assumptions
Girl you always know
Trey Wavey fuckin' up the function
Tryna have some good fun
You don't care what I've done
Whippin' in a foreign
Baby you gon' have your head spun
Flying like I'm Westbrook
24 that's real hood
Pull up with the gang
I be rolling with the worst crooks
Styling 'cause I'm trendy
Kitted in the Fendi
Coming with the heat but
These niggas they ain't ready
Girl you know I'm heady
I'm the One like Headie
All about the p
So I'm always eating bread b
Baby stop the frontin'
I can't give you nothin'
Love's not in my plans
But in future we'll be somethin'
Pull up with my broskis
Tryna get the gold cheese
All you man be hating
Cause you sitting in the nosebleed
Hit it then I'm ghosting
Hate me 'cause I'm boasting
I don't want no love
I be running from emotions
Somethin' 'bout you girl
Keeps sneakin' up on me
Before I let you go
Can I get a kiss good night b?
Step in I be drippin'
Grab it then I'm kickin
Chattin' on my name
Man my bros will do some dippings
Ballin' like I'm Pippen
Gyally they be crippling
Walk into the party I be
Steppin' in my Jordan's
When it's time for grinding
Going into hiding
Tryna take it slow girl
I know your just a shy ting
Yeah I got some side tings
Yeah it might sound frightening
But I ain't gon' lie
Girl I wanna make you my ting
Tryna buy you bright rings
Buy you all the fine things
Baby I'm the king and
I'm tryna make you my queen
Babygirl
Yeah I'm tryna see what's up
Can you tell me
Are you down or nah
Pull up with my
Pull up with my broskis
Tryna get the gold cheese
All you man be hating
Cause you sitting in the nosebleed
Hit it then I'm ghosting
Hate me 'cause I'm boasting
I don't want no love
I be running from emotions
Somethin' 'bout you girl
Keeps sneakin' up on me
Before I let you go
Can I get a kiss good night b?
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Writer(s): Daniel Fakoyede
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