FAKE FRIENDS Lyrics

Soon as a nigga die

They gone try,

Blame us

How the fuck playing all them games

When that pussy famous

Don't trust a soul

That's why

I'm clutching on this banger

So many opps

So many drops

So many niggas

Dying

Cause niggas

Steady playing on my top

So many switch's in the hood

Boy it ain't shit,

To stop your clock

Tell that bitch yea

Ill be good

Cause i ain't worry

Bout no bop

It be the one

Nigga grew up with,

Wanna see me in that box

But yea this drake

All wood,

Lil bish

This ain't no prop

I ain't worry

Bout what they doing

God lil bro nem

On that job

Say he ain't going

Back on that side,

Them pussy niggas

Got to die

Them drugs

Fucking up his mind,

All he wanna do is slide

Fuck them niggas

And them niggas

That you run with

Though i was done

But I'm still popping perks

Though i was done

But I'm still sipping syrup

Said i was done

But I'm still moving work,

Said i was done

But i put him on a shirt

Niggas want my top

So i had to hit him first

Go get that quap

Nigga fuck,

Wat you Hurd

Imma fuck with chu

fuck with chu

Yea

Imma fuck with chu

Say that's my dog,

Yea he train to go

Fuck them niggas

And all them hoes

We was so broke,

Nigga we was sharing clothes

If you ain't have it

I got it

If ion got it

You got it

I keep this rocket

In my pocket

Swear i up It

Imma Blow

Soon as a nigga die

They gone try, blame us

How the fuck

Playing all them games

When that pussy famous

Don't trust a soul

That's why

I'm clutching on this banger

So many opps

So many drops

So many niggas

dying

Cause niggas

Steady playing on my top

So many switch's in the hood

Boy it ain't shit,

To stop your clock

Tell that bitch yea

Ill be good

Cause i ain't worry

Bout no bop

It be the one

Nigga grew up with,

Wanna see me in that box

But yea this drake

All wood,

Lil bish

This ain't no prop