Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say Goodbye, artist - French Montana. Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Say Goodbye |
| 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 |
| 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 |