Goodbye, f.u

Lyrics: Ginette Claudette/Yakob Brabitsch/August Rigo Music: Ginette Claudette/Yakob Brabitsch/August Rigo Oh, I used to be the one that you called Late nights, took them late drives to the west side Used to keep it fun, that’s why I f**ked up Should’ve sobered up, should’ve pulled the plug, left you like a drug, yeah Now I’m sitting wondering what I’m going through Heated by the fire thinkin’ ‘bout you Never been the type that’s into drama But that karma lookin’ good to me Oh, I pulled up on you Saw you with your little friend Guess nothing was true and it was all pretend Guess that if you could you would do it again ‘Cause you don’t really care about me Don’t act different when you come around me I already know that you be lying I’m a real b***h, so I ain’t trying no more This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, f**k you This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, you lose It ain’t up for debate It’s too late, it’s too late I’m too good for this shit, could’ve had it This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, f**k you Could’ve went different about it Not feel ways about it, ‘cause I gave you all my time All that new shit you be talkin’ ‘bout wonder where you got it, showed you how to love them right All them new tricks, taught you how to do it that shit with your tongue out, showed you how to use it And you gave it all away Like it didn’t mean a thing So I pulled up on you Saw you with your little friend Guess nothing was true and it was all pretend Guess that if you could you would do it again ‘Cause you don’t really care about me Don’t act different when you come around me I already know that you be lying I’m a real b***h, so I ain’t trying no more This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, f**k you This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, you lose It ain’t up for debate It’s too late, it’s too late I’m too good for this shit, could’ve had it This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, f**k you Goodbye, f**k you This gon’ be the last thing I tell you Goodbye, you lose Could’ve went different about it Not feel ways about it Goodbye, f**k you Could’ve went different about it Not feel ways about it Goodbye