Sayonara
Man im good, i got my girl man (You Go Girllll)
(UH OH, UH OH)
She ain't fucking with me Sayonara, I tell her bye - bye
(UH OH)
Hit it like two times, we connected like Wifi
(UH OH)
My shawty don't choose guys, she my lady no Gaga
(Facts Ma)
My fettuccine got blue lines, we addicted to pasta
(SAYONARA SAYONARA)
If you try to play me ill prolly flex on you,
Have another by tomorrow
Fuck a couple baddies run up a check on you,
(UH OH, UH OH)
You don't want that, you want a real nigga
(UH OH, UH OH)
Her hands in my PRPS and my Hilfigers
Got no time for nobody who don't know if im good for em
You supposed to be givin' me neck, i shouldn't be having my foot on it
City Girl flex, turns out peeped ya game
It ain't every girl but its most of em, nigga get with the ERA
I chose the right one, cause yall bitches be triflin' and i can't understand it
Ride it no license, imma bite it like Tyson and my shawty could manage
(YOU GO GIRL)
Feelin' like Marty Mart, before the party start im too T'd up
Broke bitches always wildin' without a heart, but you dont need us
If a chick ask what you come with she dont really want you for you
She always lit at the function then homie go and do you for you
Not for her, Not for love, block her no game rubix cube
How you trust, thats a dubb, do her dirty if she do it to you
Shot Cupid when he aimed at me, imma tell it if i want it or not,
My shawty so damn fine, why would i wanna be around a thot
My shit bump so world-wide,i hear it up and down the block,
My pops want this world-wide, we already know its bound to pop
She ain't fucking with me Sayonara, I tell her bye - bye
(UH OH)
Hit it like two times, we connected like Wifi
(Bye-Bye)
Shawty don't choose guys, she my lady no Gaga
(Wifi)
My fettuccine got blue lines, we addicted to pasta
(SAYONARA SAYONARA)
If you try to play me ill prolly flex on you,
Have another by tomorrow
Fuck a couple baddies run up a check on you,
(UH OH, UH OH)
You don't want that, you want a real nigga
(UH OH, UH OH)
Her hands in my PRPS and my Hilfigers
(All in my hilfigers)
Focus on yaself king
Focus on yaself king
Focus on yaself king
(That bitch dont want you so)
Focus on yaself king
Focus on yaself king
(Ha)
(UH OH, UH OH)
She ain't fucking with me Sayonara, I tell her bye - bye
(UH OH)
Hit it like two times, we connected like Wifi
(UH OH)
My shawty don't choose guys, she my lady no Gaga
(Facts Ma)
My fettuccine got blue lines, we addicted to pasta
(SAYONARA SAYONARA)
If you try to play me ill prolly flex on you,
Have another by tomorrow
Fuck a couple baddies run up a check on you,
(UH OH, UH OH)
You don't want that, you want a real nigga
(UH OH, UH OH)
Her hands in my PRPS and my Hilfigers
Got no time for nobody who don't know if im good for em
You supposed to be givin' me neck, i shouldn't be having my foot on it
City Girl flex, turns out peeped ya game
It ain't every girl but its most of em, nigga get with the ERA
I chose the right one, cause yall bitches be triflin' and i can't understand it
Ride it no license, imma bite it like Tyson and my shawty could manage
(YOU GO GIRL)
Feelin' like Marty Mart, before the party start im too T'd up
Broke bitches always wildin' without a heart, but you dont need us
If a chick ask what you come with she dont really want you for you
She always lit at the function then homie go and do you for you
Not for her, Not for love, block her no game rubix cube
How you trust, thats a dubb, do her dirty if she do it to you
Shot Cupid when he aimed at me, imma tell it if i want it or not,
My shawty so damn fine, why would i wanna be around a thot
My shit bump so world-wide,i hear it up and down the block,
My pops want this world-wide, we already know its bound to pop
She ain't fucking with me Sayonara, I tell her bye - bye
(UH OH)
Hit it like two times, we connected like Wifi
(Bye-Bye)
Shawty don't choose guys, she my lady no Gaga
(Wifi)
My fettuccine got blue lines, we addicted to pasta
(SAYONARA SAYONARA)
If you try to play me ill prolly flex on you,
Have another by tomorrow
Fuck a couple baddies run up a check on you,
(UH OH, UH OH)
You don't want that, you want a real nigga
(UH OH, UH OH)
Her hands in my PRPS and my Hilfigers
(All in my hilfigers)
Focus on yaself king
Focus on yaself king
Focus on yaself king
(That bitch dont want you so)
Focus on yaself king
Focus on yaself king
(Ha)
Credits
Writer(s): Danny Moore
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