Say Goodbye

French Montana

Ainda não temos a cifra desta música.

Coke Boy, baby
What that mean?
It's, uh, le temps de Paris
Is that good?
L'espace, maybe
Frenchy, pourquoi tu y es allé?
Where are you going?
La música de Harry Fraud

Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, over proof
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too
Just say your goodbye
Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, over proof
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too
Just say your goodbye

Ayy, glimpse in the matrix
Needle in a haystack with fire in my fragrance
Started from the pavement
No elevator, took the steps from the basement
Ayy, go crazy being patient
He started serving patients, read, become a patient, ayy
Mama say your graces
Richard Mille cases, caught me doin' cases
Click, clack, boom, survival
Spend a day with us, write a novel
Talkin' ice drip, baby, get your goggles
Drink it up, drink it up, out the bottle
She might get pregnant if she swallow
Could've hit Fashion Week but I ain't a model
Ayy, grindin' like my first year
Liquor store lookin' closer than church here
Come jump in this ride
Might make you just hop out the car, get your bible
My heart jumpin' like the judge when he 'bout to give my dawg seven-five and hit the hammer
Man, I couldn't budge, dropped a tear when I turned around, looked at his mama
'Cause fake friends disappear like the time on the Rollie on your hands, ayy
Mama say a prayer for us, hope you hear our blessings
Even though we drinking Henny, ayy
Slanging dope still, smoke about a whole field, bitches give me no chill
I supply the whole meal, I just hope he don't tell
'Cause murder give me no chill
Father God, our Father
Father God, our Father
Elijah the thirteenth, drinking on LOUIS XIII, it's PG-13, ayy
Al Pacino on his first screen
Young Morocco, he was thirteen