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Bye
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bye was released on March 4, 2019 by Mateo Sun as a part of the album Hello Sun
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Release DateMarch 4, 2019
LabelMateo Sun
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM57

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mateo Sun
Mateo Sun
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mateo Sun
Mateo Sun
Songwriter

Lyrics

Coo Cooooooo
Aye, Look
All my **** got money, aye
Pack can't smell like onions, uh
Look we just fuckin I ain't cuffin', uh
Mami ain't the one to fall in love with, uh
Drop top burgundy Mercedes, uh
Had a few **** try to play me, aye
**** don't want to see me make it, aye
'Cause when I'm at the top I'm making statements, aye
It's a **** son, yeah I'm hot, huh
Presidential rollie with the rock, aye
So much ice I be skiing when I walk
Water made a bitch see me before I slip and fall, uh
Baby girl will tell me that she miss me, uh
Funny thing my dick is what she missin'
I don't let them breathe when I'm out, I be fishin'
Couple hundreds hangin' out my pocket like I'm crippin'
Couple **** quiet but them **** on alert
Type of **** that don't care to put you on a shirt
Dumb ass bitch why your feelings always hurt
**** gettin' mad cuz now they ask what I'm worth
Pull up big body I park in that curve
Gone off that lean watch how I swerve
I remember them days I was borrowing shirts
Now I do what I want, bitch I came from the dirt
Just like a truck my long stick with that diesel
Still gon' sleepwalk, in my hand got a pistol
Straight to the top Imma make it official
Stand in my way, Imma make it an issue
Diamonds all polo they sit like an igloo
I'm fucking your hoe and that's something you should do
You tell her "I love you", She text me "I miss you"
I'm bringing that lead, no number 2 pencil
Mama got ass so Imma holla back
Yes I keep a band like a money man
Choppa make a **** do the running man
How you think I'm eatin', contraband
You can catch me posted in the motherland
Running through the city like we Taliban
Money really give the boy an upper hand
Celebrating heat like a Summerjam
All my **** got money, aye
Pack can't smell like onions, uh
Look we just fuckin I ain't cuffin', uh
Mami ain't the one to fall in love with, uh
Drop top burgundy Mercedes, uh
Had a few **** try to play me, aye
**** don't want to see me make it, aye
'Cause when I'm at the top I'm making statements, aye
Written by: Mateo Sun
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