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Suburban Friends
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Suburban Friends was released on August 23, 2024 by reefuh as a part of the album Anybody Else
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Release DateAugust 23, 2024
Labelreefuh
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
reefuh
reefuh
Songwriter
6makxs Bayley XoBenny
6makxs Bayley XoBenny
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
6makxs Bayley XoBenny
6makxs Bayley XoBenny
Producer

Lyrics

(I'm number six)
Grrt, grrt
Boop, slatt, slatt
C'mon (Slatt)
Bitch, I'm— bitch, I'm all ran out of love for you
I got more drank than trust in you
I don't got time to be fuckin' you (Nah)
Trackhawk burnin' rubber, ooh, yeah (Woah, fft)
P-p-push up and get slaughtered
Slime died for the cause like a motherfuckin' martyr (Slatt)
Racks out, I'm so full of shit, ah (Woo)
Uh, beat EJ so bad, he was shittin' bricks (Blatt)
Yeah, I'm on molly with my damn suburban friends, yeah (Suburban)
Wait, who top two? Bitch, I ain't never heard of him, mhm (Who is that? Who is that?)
Yeah, oh
I'm in a post, throwin' them bowels, boy, keep an eye on your ho (Brr)
I'm pourin' up potion, sippin' ambrosia, this shit get real awful cold
My big brother a sniper, stay with that pole tryna shoot shit up like Cole (Slatt, slatt)
Somebody told, we didn't even know, we gotta go find him, oh (Fft)
I'm on molly with my damn suburban friends, yeah (Molly)
P-pull that rod out, he won't hurt again (Won't hurt, he won't, he won't)
Like, fuck, got dirt on my F&N
Kick shit with Ben
Can't handle a 30, like, fuck it, I'm poppin' a 10 (Woo)
All ran out of love for you
I got more drank than trust in you
I don't got time to be fuckin' you (Nah)
Trackhawk burnin' rubber, ooh, yeah (Woah, fft)
P-p-push up and get slaughtered
Slime died for the cause like a motherfuckin' martyr, yeah
Stop yo' cryin', wipe yo' eyes (Whipe)
Mom, mama, I love you, but you gotta give me time to thrive
I rock Number (N)ine and, bitch, that .40 by my thighs (Slatt)
Yeah-yeah, Perc'ed up, me and slime barely alive
Uh, yeah-yeah, dead weight, I gotta cut some ties (Cut them, cut them, cut them)
I gave up and you gave up, but, shit, at least I tried (At least, at least, at least)
Uh, hit him one time and you missed the rest, but, shit, at least he died
Bl-blowin', blowin' gumbo, bitch, I'm so fuckin' high (Fft, frrt, fuck)
All ran out of love for you
I got more drank than trust in you
I don't got time to be fuckin' you (Nah)
Trackhawk burnin' rubber, ooh, yeah (Woah, fft)
P-p-push up and get slaughtered
Slime died for the cause like a motherfuckin' martyr, yeah
Grrt, grrt
Written by: 6makxs Bayley XoBenny, reef reef
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