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gunna - friends lyrics
[intro]
(bricks, this sh_t finna k!ll these n_ggas)
yeah, gunna gunna in this b_tch, ha, uh
my n_gga bricks in this b_tch, uh, yeah, hold up
([?] on the track)
[chorus]
i just f_cked your broad, this ain’t no facade
she called up a friend, we had a ménage
i came with a check, i ain’t doin’ fraud
i told a b_tch fetch ’cause she want a ball
i can’t see the hate, the sh_t camouflage
if we can’t relate, then we can’t be boys
my stomach got [?], i ate with the god
you n_ggas get fake, i charge ’em like dodge
[verse]
i caught me a coupe, i jumped in the six
you n_ggas are p_ssies, quick to get whippеd
i bumped into the b_tch, got me somе lip
found me a wave, built me a ship
i didn’t get a fade, i used to rock temps
i flew out to vegas, blew me some chips
i feel like i made, i make me a mil’ (i made it, yeah, yeah) go get me a pint, pour up some mo’
a n_gga stay fresh, fresher than soap
i walk in the bank, withdraw me some more
one thing i know is a hoe is gon’ go
i hear the horse, the engine gon’ blow
i hear the porsche on side of the road
know plenty hoes that play with they nose
if twelve hit our block, i had to go
i hit the fence, i hid the dope all in my pants
hid this sh_t down, i got them bands
order some ones, order some hoes, tell ’em to dance
it bros over hoes, i know that you know
we can’t be friends
see gunna live
get tickets as low as $26
[chorus]
i just f_cked your broad, this ain’t no facade
she called up a friend, we had a ménage
i came with a check, i ain’t doin’ fraud
i told a b_tch fetch ’cause she want a ball
i can’t see the hate, the sh_t camouflage
if we can’t relate, then we can’t be boys
my stomach got [?], i ate with the god
you n_ggas get fake, i charge ’em like dodge
i just f_cked your broad, this ain’t no facade
she called up a friend, we had a ménage
i came with a check, i ain’t doin’ fraud
i told a b_tch fetch ’cause she want a ball
i can’t see the hate, the sh_t camouflage
if we can’t relate, then we can’t be boys
my stomach got [?], i ate with the god
you n_ggas get fake, i charge ’em like dodge
[open verse]
[chorus]
i just f_cked your broad, this ain’t no facade
she called up a friend, we had a ménage
i came with a check, i ain’t doin’ fraud
i told a b_tch fetch ’cause she want a ball
i can’t see the hate, the sh_t camouflage
if we can’t relate, then we can’t be boys
my stomach got [?], i ate with the god
you n_ggas get fake, i charge ’em like dodge
i just f_cked your broad, this ain’t no facade
she called up a friend, we had a ménage
i came with a check, i ain’t doin’ fraud
i told a b_tch fetch ’cause she want a ball
i can’t see the hate, the sh_t camouflage
if we can’t relate, then we can’t be boys
my stomach got [?], i ate with the god
you n_ggas get fake, i charge ’em like dodge
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