Goodbye Everybody

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DC2Trill - Rap

Goodbye Everybody

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[Intro] (Nick on the track) Yeah I got pressure Uh-huh Alright [Verse] Man, I need a vacuum seal, I'm finna ship some shit out Jordan Peele, it's just us, I told these niggas, "Get out" Told me I need to stop the drank, I couldn't believe I'm out Bitch, Drank Baby the reason that we got that house Somebody call this nigga bitch and tell her we robbed her spouse Leaning, geeked up, dumping ashes on the Matty couch Nigga, you see me in the flesh, then it's some drank around My partner got some stones in his ear, they cost a hundred thou' Park my right pocket on my left, it's like twelve thou' Nigga, you an outcast and I ain't talking André Thou' I'm tired of eating Wagyu, nigga, I'm finna try some cod I'm in ATL like Cascade, Maybach skate like Shad Yeah... nigga, nevermind Perc' dropped in my system, now I'm Optimus Prime Pulled my nigga to the side, told him he can't get a line Even if a nigga stepped in Hell, I'm still gon' keep my fire Dropped on her knees and gave om-doo-doo-doo-bop I can take a pineapple soda, turn it to Keenan pop Nigga, don't worry 'bout where I get my Glock, it's where the demons shop If a nigga tripping to Tokyo, then the K pop Smoke a nigga while he driving for Uber just like Yung Joc I could buy you a Birkin, bitch, but I need a watch It's pointless beefing with you niggas, I need some richer opps Knowing every word to my song and it ain't even drop Sold that pussy nigga some— it wasn't even drop Exhausted off a half a pint of lean, I need to go to sleep Matter of fact, pass me that RP, nigga, I'm finna geek You be fucking dumb ugly hoes, I be fucking geeks I'm tryna fuck this hoodrat ho, I'm finna flash this cheese Raising Concrete to the moon just like Hercules Finna pepper spray this broke bitch 'cause she too close to me Slap a pussy nigga with my left hand openly I inhale Tris and Wock', that's an expensive breathe Six thousand just for the pound, that's an expensive seed I'll smoke a nigga and play sad, I'm a different breed Stevie Wonder the only nigga can say he can't find me Fucked up, putting Wockhardt in my IV Flunkie, pussy nigga, or a snitch can't get close to me Boat put me in the game, now I'm shooting threes I'm walking 'round in the mansion, I'm pouring threes Six bitches in the big body, it was Draft and me Kick a pussy nigga through the window like Rick James Nigga, this car's one in fifteen, we need like six lanes I can ball hard and come back like Tory Lanez Bought some chips with a fucking hundred, told 'em, "Keep the change" Yes, you got a lot of guns, but you don't wanna hurt nobody Niggas know I'm best friend with gunners just like Yak Gotti Bitch, I feel like DeJ Loaf, let a nigga try me Finna buy a pint and see Big Moe, goodbye everybody

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  • DC2Trill