(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 niggas 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)