GOODNIGHT

[Intro]
Black Glove Mafia
Nigga, bitch ass nigga, we don't fuck with you
J3TSKR3VM

[Verse]
Getting money, my pockets so damn wide
With some zombies, we ride around at night
Bitch, we shooting, and bitch, we love to fight
Do not talking, we shooting shit on sight
Sit the fuck down before you lose your life
Chopper on me, that bitch came with a knife
He a typer, that nigga love to type
All in person, these niggas really mice
Your bitch staring, she think I clean up nice
These Air Force Ones, they whiter than some rice
Fuck opinions, don't care about your advice
Shut the fuck up, don't care about what you like
Don't talk to me, bitch, I am not polite
Bitch, I'm so high, I'm in another life
Bitch, I'm rolling, I'm rolling like some dice
I got Perkies, who want to come and buy?
Off this damn drank, it's thicker than Ice Spice
This bitch want me, I think she want my pipe
Get on top please, she ride me, motorbike
I can't damn breathe, that pussy so damn tight
Pussy so tight, I came up in it twice
For this lifestyle you got to sacrifice
Grand Theft Auto, my city full of vice
In my trap house, we get higher than kites
Ain't talking money, I'm sorry, bitch, goodnight