FAKEFRIENDS Lyrics

I'm sick of doubt, fuck the clout, what you talkin' 'bout?

Under so much stress, my face is lookin' like I'm breakin' out

I don't drink man, the words will make you out n out

I'll be the Roundabout

Your boy ain't got no bank account

Take your money, that's the Faust

I was broke, I got discounts

My name always mispronounced

Gotta chill, smoke a pound

Of the finest fuckin' loud

Take a look, at the crown

Fake friends not allowed

Ahh shid, I had a lot of those

Had to separate the hoes from the bros

Mental breakdowns wanna make me shave my head, woah

Lookin' like I'm Britney Spears or maybe Amber Rose

Only God knows

When we'll decompose or when the fuckin' world explodes

I don't know, but another day, another road

Gotta keep my head up, with the Acapulco Gold

Only God knows

When we'll decompose or when the fuckin' world explodes

I don't know, but another day, another road

Gotta keep my head up, with the Acapulco Gold

Your boy ain't got no bank account

Take your money, that's the Faust

I was broke, I got discounts

My name always mispronounced

Gotta chill, smoke a pound

Of the finest fuckin' loud

Take a look, at the crown

Fake friends not allowed