[Intro]
Tell the nigga "Goodbye"
Goodbye, goodbye
[?] alright
Tell your baby daddy "Goodbye"
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
We going to the ninth ward
Tell him we going to the ninth ward
Haha, look
[Verse 1: Subtweet Shawn]
I gotta run and make a play [?]
When I get back I'ma [?]
And after that [?]
[?] we hop up in that whip and [?]
I like the way that ass been moving, momma skippin' and jumpin'
Turn around right quick so we can get to humpin' and thumpin'
I love you more than anything, this shit is more than just fuckin'
Real reviews only, your ex get hit with that button
[Interlude]
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Tell that fuck nigga
See you later, know what I mean
[?] nigga
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
She don't want it
I'm on that, watch this
[Hook]
You don't need that nigga, you don't need that nigga
Fuck him
You don't need that nigga, you don't need that nigga
Fuck him
You don't need that nigga, you don't need that nigga
Fuck him
You don't need that nigga, you don't need that nigga
Fuck him
[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
You still fucking on your ex? You need anew dick
You still fuckin' for a ride? You need a new whip
You a whole thing, need to find some new dick
You like forty in the club, you need a new hip
She want a southside nigga, south-southside nigga
Don't be in the house, I be out-outside, nigga
I was in the third ward going dummy on a bitch
I need a hundred from [?] to do the monkey on the stick
Fuck-fuck that other nigga, fuck that other nigga
He pulled up on me with a bunch of other niggas
Why you ain't just tell him we just cousins?
Fuck it, I just told him we just fuckin'
Fuckin' on your girl, I was fuckin' on your girl
Fuck-fuckin' on your girl, fuckin' on your girl
Fuckin' on your girl
Hahaha
[Verse 3: Juvenile]
You don't need that nigga, you could that nigga [?]
Until he see you fucking with me, he ain't gonna believe
Think he gon' try to keep you, probably get down on his knees
And he's tryna buy a ring for you but he ain't got no cheese
He ain't got no cheese, he ain't got no cheese on him
If he run up on me I'ma drop them B's on him
If you really independent, baby, you don't need homie
Watch a nigga grab your hand and tell you...
[Outro]
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
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