Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Composer
Jarrian Thompson
Jarrian Thompson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Playboy XO
Playboy XO
Producer
Jackie 'Hardbody B-Eazy' Plant Jr.
Jackie 'Hardbody B-Eazy' Plant Jr.
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Thomas McLaren
Thomas McLaren
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

And I shall not trust a soul You heard me? (Play boy on this bitch and he ain't playing) At verse 2 Of Mama I swear to God they ain't my friends Fredo Bang's bible Chapter 1 They fake Say thou shall not trust a soul I don't need no nigga watching me I don't need no nigga tryna talk to me Hoes and niggas they be salt to me And I don't need no friends 'cause Friends turn enemies they frenemies I don't need no nigga watching me (no) I don't need no nigga tryna talk to me (no) Hoes and niggas they be salt to me (no) And I don't need no friends 'cause Friends turn to enemies they frenemies (no) I don't need no nigga close to me 'Cause if I catch a charge you ain't gon' jose for me I won't fuck with you if you a blood to me 'Cause most of my family they do not love me They holler fuck me That's why I keep that K with me (no) You say that you my dawg but really snaking me (no) My oldest brother died on a robbery (no) God rest his soul but I think he plan on taking me (no) It ain't no fake in me I don't need no nigga watching me I don't need no nigga tryna talk to me Hoes and niggas they be salt to me And I don't need no friends 'cause Friends turn enemies they frenemies I don't need no nigga watching me (no) I don't need no nigga tryna talk to me (no) Hoes and niggas they be salt to me (no) And I don't need no friends 'cause Friends turn to enemies they frenemies (no) These hoes fake as fuck and these niggas ain't real I had a hard bed they ain't pass me no pillow That nigga Fredo pussy nigga how could you figure Ain't got no beef with all these rappers but I feel like Gorilla I put packs in they hands and I'm keeping it hood I put money in they pocket and they still ain't good I got money on my head that they wish that they could Give a fuck if you my family bitch I wish that you would I don't need no nigga watching me I don't need no nigga tryna talk to me Hoes and niggas they be salt to me And I don't need no friends 'cause Friends turn enemies they frenemies I don't need no nigga watching me (no) I don't need no nigga tryna talk to me (no) Hoes and niggas they be salt to me (no) And I don't need no friends 'cause Friends turn to enemies they frenemies (no) (No- no- no- no- no- no- no- no)
Writer(s): Jarrian Durrell Thompson, Fredrick Ii Givens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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