Fake Friends

in the middle of the road

I’m rubbin off the paint

fuckin with this hoe

tellin her who she aint (bitch who you aint)

aye I’m fuckin with this hoe

and she in love wit drank

tryna be like me

man what the fuck was he thinkin

can’t fuck a hoe like me

lil **** must be dreamin’

tryna be like me you aint got no bankroll

what the fuck is you thinkin

fuckin the same hoes

the same hoes they ain’t talkin about nathan

and we aint fuckin on the same hoe

**** all your hoes basic

I woke up this morning two bitches in the bed

my life amazin

I cut off them **** I’m leaving ‘em dead

i’m tired of fake friends

oh you clearin’ the bull put that Draco on you

and then you know what it is

aye **** don’t send me no music on there

I ain’t listening to no shit

aye **** don’t send me no music

don’t send me no music to listen unless you wanna hear it

aye **** don’t send me no music

you rockin shit that ain’t even bullet proof through it

I let that choppa go loose

i then lose it

I really love on my fire down to Boosie

I really love on my fire

I really love on my fire

shoutout Boosie

my whip for her find her walking boots

I woke up this morning two bitches in the bed

my life amazing

I cut off them **** I’m leaving ‘em dead

i’m tired of fake friends

oh you clearin’ the bull put that Draco on you

and then you know what it is

and we aint fuckin on the same hoe

**** all your hoes basic

I woke up this morning two bitches in the bed

my life amazing

I cut off them **** I’m leaving ‘em dead

i’m tired of fake friends