Say Goodbye

French Montana

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    Coke Boy, baby
    What that mean?
    It's, uh, le temps de Paris
    Is that good?
    L'espace, maybe
    Frenchy, pourquoi tu y es allé?
    Where are you going?
    La música de Harry Fraud

    Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, over proof
    Say goodbye, say goodbye
    Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too
    Just say your goodbye
    Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, over proof
    Say goodbye, say goodbye
    Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too
    Just say your goodbye

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    Ayy, glimpse in the matrix
    Needle in a haystack with fire in my fragrance
    Started from the pavement
    No elevator, took the steps from the basement
    Ayy, go crazy being patient
    He started serving patients, read, become a patient, ayy
    Mama say your graces
    Richard Mille cases, caught me doin' cases
    Click, clack, boom, survival
    Spend a day with us, write a novel
    Talkin' ice drip, baby, get your goggles
    Drink it up, drink it up, out the bottle
    She might get pregnant if she swallow
    Could've hit Fashion Week but I ain't a model
    Ayy, grindin' like my first year
    Liquor store lookin' closer than church here
    Come jump in this ride
    Might make you just hop out the car, get your bible
    My heart jumpin' like the judge when he 'bout to give my dawg seven-five and hit the hammer
    Man, I couldn't budge, dropped a tear when I turned around, looked at his mama
    'Cause fake friends disappear like the time on the Rollie on your hands, ayy
    Mama say a prayer for us, hope you hear our blessings
    Even though we drinking Henny, ayy
    Slanging dope still, smoke about a whole field, bitches give me no chill
    I supply the whole meal, I just hope he don't tell
    'Cause murder give me no chill
    Father God, our Father
    Father God, our Father
    Elijah the thirteenth, drinking on LOUIS XIII, it's PG-13, ayy
    Al Pacino on his first screen
    Young Morocco, he was thirteen

    Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, over proof
    Say goodbye, say goodbye
    Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too
    Just say your goodbye
    Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, over proof
    Say goodbye, say goodbye
    Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too
    Just say your goodbye

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