Bye Bye

Big Bag make her say oh my
Told her same way I told her hey Ill tell her bye bye
Bitches used to treat me like a dead guy for i got fly she prollly never woulda said hi
Niggas tryna hit you from the blind side
When they pass by lookin at you with the side eye
Shit be gettin spooky like its sci fi niggas tryna make the color of ya shirt tye dye
An I be getting lonely, I dont put my time into people cause niggas phoney
Niggas they dont like me but frontin like they my homie
If they really cared it’d be different then what they shown me
She was talkin too much i shoulda known its baloney
Bitch was sellin dreams now im takin back what she sold me
If you wasn’t feeling the same you shoulda told me
If you wasnt feeling the same you shoulda
Tryna think if I should keep you
To think about it I dont really need you
But ain’t nobody else I wanna speak to
Niggas they be see through
Actin what you not should be illegal, thinkin they be slick but boy I peeped you
Switchin on ya people
How the fuck you switchin on ya people, Send him to the chair give him the needle
Dig a grave an leave you
Dirt all on ya name they tryna seed you
But they wont leave you lone because they need you
An I aint really with that
You try to do me slime I wont forget that, Fuck around an hit you an ya six pack
Niggas they be chit chat
Words an they actions they be mismatch, Niggas pussy someone call a dispatch
Niggas talkin big cap
They be tryna slit me where my wrist at, ima show ah nigga where the fist at
Brodie keep a big mac
Round of applause get ya shit clapped
Run up on em all you hear is click clack
I ain't really with that
Nigga talkin shitty out his mouth well I fuck around an leave em in a shit bag
I aint really with that
I aint really into takin bitches but I hit her phone you’ll never getcha bitch back
I aint really with that, really had the pockets on low now
I'm comin in the cribbo with ah big stack
I aint really with that
Nah I ain't really with that
I aint really with that no no
Big Bag make her say oh my told her same way I told her hey Ill tell her bye bye
Bitches used to treat me like a dead guy for i got fly she prollly never woulda said hi
Niggas tryna hit you from the blind side
When they pass by lookin at you with the side eye
Shit be gettin spooky like its sci fi niggas tryna make the color of ya shirt tye dye
An I be getting lonely, I dont put my time into people cause niggas phoney
Niggas they dont like me but frontin like they my homie
If they really cared it’d be different then what they shown me
She was talkin too much i shoulda known its baloney
Bitch was sellin dreams now im takin back what she sold me
If you wasn’t feeling the same you shoulda told me
If you wasnt feeling the same you shoulda