Lyrics: EPITXME
Music: EPITXME
Lyretrix
Goodbye
Turn up, sippin' Bacardi
You know we run this party
One-fifty, in the Audi
Too fast, my vision's foggy
These girls done lost their manners
I'm askin' where your man is
Got all these bitches fannin'
She said I'm better than him
Girl, I can put you in some Prada
Any brand that you can name
Yeah, she know that I got bands
She want the money and the fame
Got her hands all on my body
She ain't tryna play no games
I told that girl to leave her mans
He ain't like, he just a lame
I told her, "Bring a friend"
Come hop in the automatic
She said she got a man
But I know she can't ****in' stand him
So what you want?
'Cause baby, you know that I ****in' have it
And if I like it, I don't buy it
Bitch, I ****in' grab it
She say she like my fashion
Love the way I do the dash and
How I be livin' fast
I can make shit ****in' happen
I pop another Xanax
And you know I'm ****in' gone
My Amex like my songs
You know that they ****in' platinum
Turn up, sippin' Bacardi
You know we run this party
One-fifty, in the Audi
Too fast, my vision's foggy
These girls done lost their manners
I'm askin' where your man is
Got all these bitches fannin'
She said I'm better than him