Plastic Friends Lyrics

You know I ain't breakin

Motherfuckin' fake friend that's drenched in that hatred

Motherfuckin' fake friend I'm built for that greatness

Yeah, you know I ain't braking

Your life need to be straightened out, with some braces

Motherfuck a fake friend who's bathed in pure hatred

Motherfuckin' fake friend that slaves for that fake shit

Praise God and thank Him for real friends, that shit's great

I hope you make it, let's get this paper

I can never see myself stretched out for someone else

Got some unheard shit stressed out from someone else

Bitch, I know I'm blessed, first of all, I love myself

Spirit in the flesh, fuck yeah, my soul gon' be expensive as fuck

When I'm all up in hell, countin' paper with Jarrell

I get paper in the mail, all these haters fuckin' smell

Similar to fuckin' bums, askin' me for hella crumbs

Get your thumb out your motherfuckin' ass

Switch it up, and, focus on your math

Lookin' back at my past, I ain't got no choice to motherfuckin' laugh

Puff, puff, and pass, once again I gotta laugh

Cause I survived, bitch, I'm alive

Look me in the eye, I'm gon' tell you if you lie

You live and you die, if you lucky do it twice

You live and you die, don't get fucked for no price

You look like you been suckin' on that ice

I feel like I just filled up on that rice

Barely answer my phone, if I do I'm feelin' nice

Gon' be buggin' in my bed like a head full of lice

You heard what I said, bitch, don't make me say it twice

No, I said it right, I was nice and polite

Please don't try to fight, cause I'm built for the end

Like a mouse trap for mice

Any given night, I could murder the mic

Yeah, you fuckin' right, any second

I could say some shit that's gon' ruin your night

Eight out of ten news is phony, alright

Twelve out of ten niggas was broke and they owe me

Twenty out of ten niggas don't know where they goin

Fifty out of ten bitches gon' fuck up in this club

If you ain't know, peep the statistics

They love it when I perform in the club

Cause I'm honestly realistic

Yea fuckin' hoe in a bonnet and my drink came from Sonic

Sayin' that she like how I smoke, but I just smoked on chronic

One hundred percent of the people gon' tell me how to value my feelings

But they don't ever listen

One hundred percent of the people gon' tell me that I'm villain

But I'm just chillin', say they big on loyalty

But they actin' like some stool-pigeons

And you don't know what you missin

Cause I know that I'm one in a million with my hands to the ceiling

Cause I know that I'm different, fuck your opinions

Try so hard to see the weak in me, cause the game I'm killin

Motherfuck, a fake friend, I don't give no fucks about you

Motherfuck, a fake friend, hope you all get fucked, nigga

Motherfuck, a fake friend, hope you all get fucked

IN THE FUCKIN ASS, just like some sluts

She just mad cause I ain't tryna fuck

I was busy counting all my money up

I don't know what the fuck they hatin' for

Them haters always try my fucking patience, bruh

You know I ain't breaking

Motherfuck, a fake friend, that's dreams, been that hatred

Motherfuckin fake friend, I'm built for that greatness

Yeah, you know I ain't braking