歌词
(Intro)
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
(Chorus) (Nookie)
I could be gone tomorrow
So 'imma spend all my money
Never my pain and sorrow, cause I could be gone tomorrow, yeah
(X3)
(Verse 1)
Fake hype, fake likes, y'all fake right?
See me go insane, they might
The most underrated and overrated at the same time
Tryna' talk like me?
Wish they had bars like me
Most of y'all couldn't even make a song like me
Low balling 'cause they don't got the balls like me
So real, here's a pinch
I just skirt in her skirt
No more acting innocent, shit, at least I ain't say worse
I'm the one who did it first
And dawg, you last if you second
Running tryna' catch up with me, leave, everyone breathless
Am I doing trap shit?
No, no, no
Uzi vert adlib
Woah, woah, woah
When she bring it right back to the bone, bone, bone
I ain't even tryna' smash, give me dome, dome, dome
Yeah! Yeah! Hey, aye
Fuck I'm too lit, they don't even need to pass the torch
But it's safer in my hands than theirs, and that's for fucking sure
Yeah, aye, y'all ain't deserve it like me
Y'all weren't preserving like me, and not working like me
Just to work on the scene, and then working for free
So now currently fees determine how you get work from me
A level ten can't mix with threes, learn how to just take a seat
(Chorus) (Nookie)
I could be gone tomorrow
So 'imma spend all my money
Never my pain and sorrow, cause I could be gone tomorrow, yeah
(X3)
(Verse 2) (Thrillah)
Wow
Y'all know what's popping, as soon as I hop in the building
Killing these haters, so I know that they in their feelings
I told 'em, I get it, I get it, until I get millions
And when I get that, I'll be laughing at y'all while you grilling me
You ain't my bitch, I don't care if you not feeling me
Claiming you better than this? Man, you gotta be kidding me
You don't have the ability, even if you had that heavy artillery
Still can't get rid of me, I am a giant, and you can't deny it
That y'all **** mini-me, mini-me, mini-me, ha
Like Verne Troyer
Y'all full of paranoia
'Cause your bitch heard about me, and now I can't avoid her
And you think I'm fucking that girl? Man, I don't want that thot
You can keep that bitch, 'cause I want that guap
I be whipping up dope, but don't got no pot
Just a microphone, a laptop, and some good beats
Equals cocaine, equals crack rock, and some good weed
This thrillville, this church gang, we get it, we get it, get it
We can't die with money, so once we get it
We spend it, spend it
(Chorus) (Nookie)
I could be gone tomorrow
So 'imma spend all my money
Never my pain and sorrow, cause I could be gone tomorrow, yeah
(X4)
Written by: Mitchell Bailey, Sean Lewis, Thrillah
