CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Bye Bye

None of these n***as can tell me sh*t
They just steady trying to look rich
I'm pullin' the baddest b*t*h
You know that them rats get st**ched
I got a lot of baggage
Whole lot of racks, they making me saggin'
Speed dial, call my n***a, he steppin'
Yeah I'ma hit the bank, yeah, just cashin'
Can't be cryin' over that ho
Dyin' over that ho (Dyin')
Flyin' in a ZO6
We sliding like Crisco
I say bye-bye to that ho
Bye to that ho
I get so fried like eggroll
Will he get by? I think no

(I told that ho to leave me alone)
Black ho, woah
(Them 5.56s go straight through his dome)
Black ho, she bad to the bone
(We by the pool just sippin' Patron)
Latin ho, she bad to the bone
(I was to school, yeah, yeah, with them fous)
I just let her take my soul (Let's go)
Oxy, yeah, that take my soul
If i just put down the racks, yeah, put down the tax, the n***a, he gone
Full metal jacket, give him those
Put a n***a down and now it's crows
Can't squash sh*t, we wipin' ya nose
Slide on the gas station, Texa-blow
F**k no, I ain't listen to that diss, lil' bro
B*t*h a** n***a wanna d**k to suck, I know
I just had to say this sh*t right or wrong
I am the n***a they bitin' on
I'm too sick, need a Tylenol
Text your b*t*h then I fly her over
I can't trust no one
I can't risk no love
Yeah, yeah
Up the score, bruh
It's just gon' be more blood
Lil' n***a gon' need some more luck
I told them I don't know nothing else
I'm too stubborn, lil' baby, I can't find no one else
You know times getting harder (Harder)
Jump up out the water
Empty baby bottles
Kicked the cup, I went full throttle
Yes, that my bestie, that's my shotta
Lil' b*t*h just want to slobber
I really want to crop ya
I must empty out that chopper
They want to turn me to a number
She chug d**k like glug, glug
Used to eat Uncrustables
Not her type could f**k that ho
I throw back the X, it's crushed up
I blow back, they say that's f**ked up
You know that I'm a young stunner
I'm on Neptune, I'm on stellar
None of these n***as can tell me sh*t
They just steady trying to look rich
I'm pullin' the baddest b*t*h
You know that them rats get st**ched
I got a lot of baggage
Whole lot of racks, they making me saggin'
Speed dial, call my n***a, he steppin'
Yeah I'ma hit the bank, yeah, just cashin'
Can't be cryin' over that ho
Dyin' over that ho (Dyin')
Flyin' in a ZO6
We slidin' like Crisco
I say bye-bye to that ho
Bye to that ho
I get so fried like eggroll
Will he get by? I think no