Goodbye Everybody lyrics

[Intro]
(Nick on the track)
Yeah
I got pressure
Uh-huh
Alright

[Verse]
Man, I need a vacuum seal, I'm finna ship some sh*t out
Jordan Peele, it’s just us, I told these n*ggas, "Get out"
Told me I need to stop the drank, I couldn't believe I'm out
b*tch, Drank Baby the reason that we got that house
Somebody call this n*gga b*tch and tell her we robbed her spouse
Leaning, geeked up, dumping ashes on the Matty couch
n*gga, 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'
n*gga, you an outcast and I ain't talking André Thou'
I'm tired of eating Wagyu, n*gga, I'm finna try some cod
I’m in ATL like Cascade, Maybach skate like Shad
Yeah... n*gga, nevermind
Perc’ dropped in my system, now I'm Optimus Prime
Pulled my n*gga to the side, told him he can’t get a line
Even if a n*gga 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
n*gga, don't worry ’bout where I get my Glock, it's where the demons shop
If a n*gga tripping to Tokyo, then the K pop
Smoke a n*gga while he driving for Uber just like Yung Joc
I could buy you a Birkin, b*tch, but I need a watch
It's pointless beefing with you n*ggas, I need some richer opps
Knowing every word to my song and it ain't even drop
Sold that pus*y n*gga 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, n*gga, I'm finna geek
You be f*cking dumb ugly hoes, I be f*cking geeks
I'm tryna f*ck this hoodrat ho, I'm finna flash this cheese
Raising Concrete to the moon just like Hercules
Finna pepper spray this broke b*tch 'cause she too close to me
Slap a pus*y n*gga 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 n*gga and play sad, I'm a different breed
Stevie Wonder the only n*gga can say he can't find me
f*cked up, putting Wockhardt in my IV
Flunkie, pus*y n*gga, 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 b*tches in the big body, it was Draft and me
Kick a pus*y n*gga through the window like Rick James
n*gga, 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 f*cking hundred, told 'em, "Keep the change"
Yes, you got a lot of guns, but you don't wanna hurt nobody
n*ggas know I'm best friend with gunners just like Yak Gotti
b*tch, I feel like DeJ Loaf, let a n*gga try me
Finna buy a pint and see Big Moe, goodbye everybody