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Final Goodbye Video (MV)




Performed By: Giby Thicc
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Gibson Ambrosio




Giby Thicc - Final Goodbye Lyrics




I miss your touch
I could've came in clutch
I told you I don't judge
I'd never hold a grudge
You know that
It's a fact
It's a fact

Imma flip the switch
Almost killed myself over a bitch
Kill won't snitch
Talk at the right pitch

Sound like a hit
All the heat that I spit
It's getting lit
Honestly I won't quit

I'm not a rapper I'm an artist
Like the doctor and his Tardis
I'm the one to start this
I'm the one that she miss

I got the money in the bag
Y'all niggas running like we playing tag
While we facing in the gulag
I got explosive rounds in my mag

Nigga you the target
Imma hit your girl Margaret
Then imma hit charlotte
And imma f*ck em on the carpet

Giby playing on the speaker
You are getting weaker
She knows that I seek her
My rhymes getting deeper

Live by a school
Float in the pool
You were a tool
And I'm the one that rule

Playing GTA
Imma go get laid
Then get paid
Thought I had it made

She saw me with the thicc
Wanted to take a pic
I said make it quick
Cause I was kinda sick

I got followers in a pot
Love is what I sought
Your girl give me top
She saying that I'm hot

The rain falls down
Gives ppl a frown
It gives me a smile
Raise up the music dial

Making this album
It's about to go platinum
Like teccas ransom
Wanna type meet Chris Hanson

My boys had enough
These times were rough
I got a lot of stuff
You know that I'm tough

Don't go to whip to my name
I will when I get to fame
I am untame
All you gave me was pain

I gave you my trust
But I didn't see the lust
It's hard to adjust
Something like we discussed

I'm looking for your love
Thinking it coming from above
OJ didn't wear a glove
My heart ya had to shove

I make a milly off the track
My room is full of stacks
I'm only breaking backs
Soon imma get my heart attacks

Imma finna blast
From the past
I'm finna be last
I got more bitches than he has

I got germ x by my side
Olivia won't be there when I die
She told me goodbye
So I'm just gonna get high

You know that I'm Giby Thicc
And this is Simpworld on the low

I'm kinda drunk
Nailed it
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English

I miss your touch
I could've came in clutch
I told you I don't judge
I'd never hold a grudge
You know that
It's a fact
It's a fact

Imma flip the switch
Almost killed myself over a bitch
Kill won't snitch
Talk at the right pitch

Sound like a hit
All the heat that I spit
It's getting lit
Honestly I won't quit

I'm not a rapper I'm an artist
Like the doctor and his Tardis
I'm the one to start this
I'm the one that she miss

I got the money in the bag
Y'all niggas running like we playing tag
While we facing in the gulag
I got explosive rounds in my mag

Nigga you the target
Imma hit your girl Margaret
Then imma hit charlotte
And imma f*ck em on the carpet

Giby playing on the speaker
You are getting weaker
She knows that I seek her
My rhymes getting deeper

Live by a school
Float in the pool
You were a tool
And I'm the one that rule

Playing GTA
Imma go get laid
Then get paid
Thought I had it made

She saw me with the thicc
Wanted to take a pic
I said make it quick
Cause I was kinda sick

I got followers in a pot
Love is what I sought
Your girl give me top
She saying that I'm hot

The rain falls down
Gives ppl a frown
It gives me a smile
Raise up the music dial

Making this album
It's about to go platinum
Like teccas ransom
Wanna type meet Chris Hanson

My boys had enough
These times were rough
I got a lot of stuff
You know that I'm tough

Don't go to whip to my name
I will when I get to fame
I am untame
All you gave me was pain

I gave you my trust
But I didn't see the lust
It's hard to adjust
Something like we discussed

I'm looking for your love
Thinking it coming from above
OJ didn't wear a glove
My heart ya had to shove

I make a milly off the track
My room is full of stacks
I'm only breaking backs
Soon imma get my heart attacks

Imma finna blast
From the past
I'm finna be last
I got more bitches than he has

I got germ x by my side
Olivia won't be there when I die
She told me goodbye
So I'm just gonna get high

You know that I'm Giby Thicc
And this is Simpworld on the low

I'm kinda drunk
Nailed it
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Writer: Gibson Ambrosio
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