Goodbye 20 Lyrics

Dial Me, nigga dial me

Said, somewhere on lockdown

Ion need to explain why I

It ain't yo pound day

TTE, Box Boys

Been doing shit on my own for a while, I ain't need a father figure (Nigga)

All the while, trying to figure out how to make these billions (on my soul)

You would think they was switching niggas out, and just cloning 'em

What's that all about, is that why niggas ain't authentic (for real)

I can get her naked without a doubt, she see greatness in me

Niggas steady call me crazy, cause I ain't chasing no clout (Come on nigga)

I feel just like Tom Brady, I can leave here when I want

I need a freak bitch that wanna wake up with dick in her mouth (yeah)

All my gifts God given, baby why the fuck wouldn't I show out

I feel like almighty Sosa, cause a nigga got glo now

Feel like Rih when I'm done fuckin', all I do is take a bow

Shoot the gun like a comic book, that bitch say "Pow!" (Pow)

Vintage Bape on nigga, I can rock any style

I need a milf, vintage dome, cause she ain't my suga mama

I might dress that bitch in chrome and I need a Goyard wallet (Fresh as fuck)

If the P— ain't 'preme, then you can just forget about it

Twenty years on earth, these niggas wanna be just like me

Told her this ain't no ordinary love, I feel like Sade

When I walk in, it smell like teen spirit, feel like Kurt Cobain (Cease My Nigga)

If it's drank in my cup, then you know Kirk gone bang

Ain't no caption in my photos, I ain't got shit to explain

Hella shit gone be a no-go, if you really ain't the gang

Plus he biting and he bad at it, boy you oughta be ashamed

I put you up up and away, now it's waning on his grave