Lyrics Byë Byë - Trey Kidd

I slide with that clip with unlimited range
Yeah, drop-down coupe and she givin' me brain
Don't say anything, I'ma shoot everything
Yeah, and that boy was so old that he came with a cane
Yeah, and my boy got a shot and that boy got a stain
Aye, I been smokin' that gas now I'm high like a plane
Don't give him that choppa, I think he insane
Ride around town and I be with the people
Round around town in all black like a nun
And that boy keep on cappin', that boy got a gun
And lil shawty, she givin' me top like a sponge
And I slide with the choppa, they know I'm the one
And that Glock 48 got a beam wit' a drum
And I slide wit' the reticle, eat 'em for lunch
He not gettin' money, that boy is a bum

Why you in the crew and you not gettin' no money? (no, phew, phew)
Bye bye (yeah)
Bye bye (bye bye)
Bye bye (bye bye)
Bye bye (bye bye)
Bye bye (bye bye)
Bye bye

Sippin' that lean, now I'm smokin' that gas, now I'm high
I'm finna fly to the sky
Load up the clip and I load up that Glock wit' a nine
I'm finna shoot at that guy
I gotta go and I'm spinnin' the block by five
I cannot waste no time
I cannot see nobody on my side
I feel like I'm blind (yeah)
And I been stackin' up that money like some Legos (hey)
They told me to cop me a Tesla, I pull up and I said, "Let's go"
Whole lotta money comin' in, I been on the payroll (let's go)
Now that lil boy be gettin' lost like his name was Nemo (okay)
I got a nine wit' a stock
Lil boy, don't play 'cause I shoot wit' the Glock
I slide wit' them Jordans, you wearin' some Crocs
He be on the corner, he sellin' them rocks
Told that boy, "Keep on dissin'", he end up on Fox
And no Bobby Shmurda, but I'm gettin' hot
Send that boy the location, pull up to the spot
In the back of the Maybach, she givin' top (yeah)

Bye bye (bye bye)
Yeah, Bye bye
Yeah, bye bye (bye bye)
Yeah, bye bye
Bye bye (bye bye)
Yeah, bye bye
Yeah, bye bye (bye bye)
Bye bye

(It's working, keep it up Sharkboy)
(Frozy)