GOOD NIGHT lyrics

Intro)

Circo juice in the ice cup

Doing childlike shit, but my id is of an adult’s

Who is she? I ain’t got no clue, what the fuck

Your line is so bad

Your backside is up like turn the fuck

Up in your ass

Have a good night

We having a good night

Have a good night

We having a good night

Hook)

Octagon, what a Mass

Arena, Answer, The A 1)

Where you at huh?

Where you at

On my table, yeah on my table

Four bottles, four bitches

Red noses, Merry Christmas

Hallelujah, turn the fuck up

Verse 1)

Late night, my body’s been itching since yesterday

Can’t fool around though

Focus deeply on Nochang hyung’s beat, I’m itching

Suddenly my phone rings

Ring ring, it’s Giriboy, who’s just like me

OK, what can I do

I don’t give a shit about tomorrow

I’m 22, this is my age

Although my fame from Show me the Money has died down

I’m still a sexy boy, Me Double M got too many hoes

I’m so horny today

I may embrace you

Even if people recognize me sometimes

I go all out like a fool

If you call me now

It’ll be an unanswered call

I need to turn the fuck up

If it’s something urgent, I’ll see you there, hyung

Hook)

Verse 2)

At the floor, roll up my sleeves so that my tattoos show

Oh my god surely, God has sculpted his body

We exchange glances, she’s coming over here

She’s a fan of Giriboy, but her friend embraces me

OK, what can I do, we don’t give a shit

The week before the last, the opposite had happened

No questions no answers

We need no conversation

But this girl and that girl

They don’t leave our table

When I leave, you’ll leave with me

Would you would you ah

My place is boring, let’s go farther

Outside of the universe

Until rumors spread

We’ll spread rumors

Bridge)

Octagon, what a Mass

Arena, Answer, The A 2)

Where you at huh?

Where you at

On my table, yeah on my table

Ten bottles, Ten bitches

More red noses, Merry fucking Christmas

Hallelujah, turn the fuck up

Verse 3)

I just wanna go to party

Wanna go to party

I just wanna see

Honey, Scarlett, Nami legs 3)

Queen, you’re dead

Call me a ‘loser in the morning, winner at night’ hoe

Until this night turns into day

Again a ‘winner in the morning, winner at night’ ho

Grade me motherfuckers

The person in my mirror is fucking awesome

Candle fire, I’m a Super Saiyan

Shit drink and smoke til the sun rises

Have to do this much to be considered rapper shit

That’s enough, gather your outer garment sis

Throw it away friends from now on 19+

Excuse my impishness, ready action shh

• Artist:Cjamm
• Album:Good Boy Doing Bad Things