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Autumn!

Say Goodbye!

 

Say Goodbye!


[Autumn!:]
You said you loved me, you lied
Now it's time to say goodbye
It's hard to walk out the door
When you don't know what's on the other side
It's time to go our separate ways
You gotta pick you a side
She see the bands, money coming in
Now she wanna hop in the ride
I don't need no new friends, they just gon' pretend
I know that they really won't ride
You say you want smoke, well let's get it in
If that's how you feeling inside
You better think 'fore you slide
I got a Glock on my side
You know me and bro got two hoes each
Do you want the black or the white?
In the AMG with the all-black seats
These niggas know how we ride
The CLA or the SRT, what you wanna pick for tonight?
We finna hit Benny's and get some new season Dior, that's a typical night

[CashBently:]
Yeah, you wanna slide?
I'm in that Benzo with Autumn, baby, yeah, you know it's the vibes
You wanna come test some, then let's get some, yeah, it stay on my side
I don't care 'bout no rap shit, I'ma blast shit, put my life on the line
Yeah, he broke, yeah, his pockets full of lint
Got different hoes and they know I can't be their man
Barely I trip about shit, bae, I got options
We gon' hit the bands and split the profit
Rino, hurry up, call the Uber up, yeah, we going shopping
Just one call, my niggas gon' mop
VETEMENT, YSL, yeah, she loving it (Yeah, she loving it)
Put the Chrome Hearts on my neck
Mismatch with the Louis V and some other shit
Niggas tryna fuck my ex
Boy, that's old news, you can have that shit
I'm finna put the racks on your head
The feds at my door asking me, I don't know shit

[Autumn!:]
You said you loved me, you lied
Now it's time to say goodbye
It's hard to walk out the door
When you don't know what's on the other side
It's time to go our separate ways
You gotta pick you a side
She see the bands, money coming in
Now she wanna hop in the ride
I don't need no new friends, they just gon' pretend
I know that they really won't ride
You say you want smoke, well let's get it in
If that's how you feeling inside
You better think 'fore you slide
I got a Glock on my side
You know me and bro got two hoes each
Do you want the black or the white?
In the AMG with the all-black seats
These niggas know how we ride
The CLA or the SRT, what you wanna pick for tonight?
We finna hit Benny's and get some new season Dior, that's a typical night

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