Good Riddance (Late Night) (feat. S3Huncho)
Trizzzycainexo
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
I don't want to talk to you about nothing Baby can you get the f*ck out my face Trap getting hot this shit get to jumping Pockets was empty so I made a way Her phone unlocked So I get to checking this shit Now I swear I be wishing I didn't Now I got the drop Me and bro finna go slide to his crib You can tell him good riddance I'm trying to get the money I just want them bands poking out of my jeans like I went to a scrimmage Got so much Dior dripping off of my mother fucking body You think I was locked in with Christian Got a bad little mama she riding my wave Trying to f*ck on the kid because she f*ck with my image I ain't ever telling them shit If the feds pick me up then I promise I don't know who did it Told her too many times, had to cut the bitch off 'Cause I didn't want to talk the little hoe didn't listen Tryna run up a check and get up out the trenches It ain't bout a bag, it don't call my attention Said she want me to stay, shorty get out my face Ain't no way that i'm throwing you any affection If i'm thinking about calling you back It's to f*ck and i'm gone in the wind in under 60 seconds Pockets fat yeah obese I ain't talking about Precious Three five in a leaf all we smoking is pressure Tell that boy take a seat i'ma give them a lecture Got his bitch all on me I be doing the extras She be up late night who you think she be texting Had to double my cup pouring up dirty Texas I be up late night off the drugs no stressing If it's gas i'ma blow it you know that's no question I don't want to talk to you about nothing Baby can you get the f*ck out my face Trap getting hot this shit get to jumping Pockets was empty so I made a way Her phone unlocked So I get to checking this shit Now I swear I be wishing I didn't Now I got the drop Me and bro finna go slide to his crib You can tell him good riddance I'm trying to get the money I just want them bands poking out of my jeans like I went to a scrimmage Got so much Dior dripping off of my mother fucking body You think I was locked in with Christian Got a bad little mama she riding my wave Trying to f*ck on the kid because she f*ck with my image I ain't ever telling them shit If the feds pick me up then I promise I don't know who did it
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Written by: Carlos De La Luz, Timothy Cruz
Lyrics © DistroKid, TUNECORE INC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Good Riddance (Late Night) (feat. S3Huncho) Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 10 Jun 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/10133318/Trizzzycainexo/Good+Riddance+%28Late+Night%29+%28feat.+S3Huncho%29>.
Discuss the Good Riddance (Late Night) (feat. S3Huncho) Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In