FrîENDs Lyrics

Oh

Friends gone come but friends gone come and go

I knew he was lying from the start soon as he told

I just caught a baddie from the stands don't need no hoes

Took off like a rocket I been searching for my soul

I been searching

Baby girl don't pop that perk it ain't working

I been literally in my bag in my Birkin

And I know some these pussy niggas tryna murk me

I can't let them hurt me

Thirty in my stomach, cut it up, it's doing surgery

One my best friends crossed me, stay away like I'm allergic

I been crying out for help, don't know if you heard it

Demons coming out from hell, my life isn't perfect

Oh well, I had to grow up and move on

I ain't even have the time to go, I hit that bitch with my shoes on (my shoes)

Pockets full of provolone, cheddar on me like the Danone

Niggas slide more than turbo, I'm balling hard nigga and one

I'm the main show this shit canon

I just had to hit that in Pool nigga no Draymond

I just walked up in the fuckin stu, beats I lay on

Voice melodic like my fuckin tool, I might spray on

My niggas masking up like Dr. Doom, like McMahon

Do the dash, car going to fast I might crash

I can't come in last, I might pass

Money stretch longer than gymnast

I'm in luv with cash, bought a bag

Pretty boy, I just got the swag

Silly boy, you ain't what you act

Chips ahoy, that's all that I stack

Oh

Friends gone come but friends gone come and go

I knew he was lying from the start soon as he told

I just caught a baddie from the stands don't need no hoes

Took off like a rocket I been searching for my soul

I been hurting

Baby girl I think this perk might be working

Came so far and all this work is finally showing

Emotions out the present

It be hard to open, do you even notice?

I'm hoping, that you stay focus

I can make you disappear nigga hocus pocus

I can make you reappear nigga on my Cronos

Shawty want to fuck and she suck for a bonus

Shawty talking fuck till we're fucked and we fucked till it's over

One to the head every time I feel sober

One to the head and I'm dumber than homer

Stuck like a stoner, if she fine I might go fuck and just clone her

Paint her face toner, covered-face

Ain't her face, you can't see her no more

Plug done hit the interface, I might cop some chrome hearts

I can see into me, this Rinnegan do work

Do the dash, car going to fast I might crash

I can't come in last, I might pass

Money stretch longer than gymnast

I'm in luv with cash, bought a bag

Pretty boy, I just got the swag

Silly boy, you ain't what you act

Chips ahoy, that's all that I stack

Oh

Friends gone come but friends gone come and go

I knew he was lying from the start soon as he told

I just caught a baddie from the stands don't need no hoes

Took off like a rocket I been searching for my soul