GOOD RIDDANCE (feat. Sgpwes)

(Welcome to first class)
(My lil hoe be trippin)
(I told bro keep distance)
(Yeah he a citizen)
(I told bro good riddance)

I got oxy in my system
Fuck that bitch don't kiss her
I sip lean like liquor
My bitch bad but she Christian
He talk stupid he gone miss
Two poles like we fishing
Hoe keep your distance
I told bro good riddance
.45 bullets hit him
I ball like a Piston
I sip lean, no Tris then
We gone send 'em blicks, man
Hit my phone she tripping
B-bitch I'on do no kissing
I know that he missing

Nah he ain't been missed since
His girl got this dick, and
He been pouring green up
And that's why his ass sick, yeah
I been sipping hydro
Eyes low
I know
Real ones you can't buy those
Up it and let that fye go
If you play with one of mine
You lose your life I swear to god
She suck on my dick with teeth
I'ma send her ass home and make her walk
She want me to buy her a purse
But shawty ain't even down to hold the glock
She was on a diet at first
But she came over she was eating a lot
Yeah
Y'all just be lying in verses
(Cap)
I was just talking to Gwuapo
Brodie told me I deserve it
I was just fuckin' with hoes who listen to Lone
I'm fucking in churches
She wouldn't leave me alone, she blow up the phone
I took me the perky

I got oxy in my system
Fuck that bitch don't kiss her
I sip lean like liquor
My bitch bad but she Christian
He talk stupid he gone miss
Two poles like we fishing
Hoe keep your distance
I told bro good riddance
.45 bullets hit him
I ball like a Piston
I sip lean, no Tris then
We gone send em blicks, man
Hit my phone she tripping
B-bitch I'on do no kissing
I know that he missing

Yeah we got that boy gone
That hoe like my sad songs
I might be her ringtone
Bitch I got that damn chrome
I don't pick up my phone
We kick door your damn home
My neck look like damn stones
Your pockets on Flintstones
I put lean in my body
Want that bag? I'm like "prolly"
Fuck that hoe, I'm not sorry
I go ghost, kamikaze
She give brain in the lobby
That boy broke, that is not me
I get cash, bitch no Dami
I'm alone just like Bari
In my cup I sip Barney
She on me, like hardly
He get money, hardly
That boy eat at Hardy's
That boy eat at Checkers
She talk crazy, check her
Call up bro he's a stepper
Call up my slatt he gone stretch ya
Call up the slimes they gone get ya

Yuh yuh
Cause you be extra
Prolly pick the Oxy over hoes
Perkysexual
Skip the gym, I'm flexed up
I don't feel no pressure
High off the earth
I'm extraterrestrial
Word
Fuck that shit you heard
I be pourin' red up
But I'm still a nerd
Your look on your face betrays you
Say you tough? That shit's absurd
I could fuck an English major
And leave her without no words