Friends
MoonKid, bitch
Uhh, yeah, ohh, yeah
Bitch on fleek
Wrist on tint
Make you bump
Bring your friends
Get the top from her friends
Off the hood
Brand new Benz
I pull off in my Benz
Fuck the cops, not my friends
Fuck the opps, not my friends
This my life, can't pretend
I just got brand new Glock
Brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
Bitch I rock, off the block
Is you in or is you not?
Is you not? Bitch you not
I just got brand new Glock
Brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this Earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
From the shelf, to the dirt
Went to hell, was it worth?
Time will, time will tell
Diamond got me in a spell
Bitch on fleek
Wrist on tint
Make you bump
Bring your friends
Get the top from her friends
Off the hood
Brand new Benz
I pull off in my benz
Fuck the cops, not my friends
Fuck the opps, not my friends
This my life, can't pretend
I just got brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this Earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
I messed up
Off the perc, I'm on the gas, I go berserk
I need diamond around my neck
They gon flirt, they gon tweark
My whole life was a curse
And it get worse I know my word
I need one check like in the fear
She gimme brain like she a derp
Where it from, that's the dirt
Smoking on gas it's not from earth
That lil bitch lift a skirt
She got a men but I don't care
Lil' Bro shoot from anywhere
Touch my chains I double dare
Chanel hanging on my ear
Bitch I swear
Bitch on fleek
Wrist on tint
Make you bump
Bring your friends
Get the top from her friends
Off the hood
Brand new Benz
I pull off in my Benz
Fuck the cops, not my friends
Fuck the opps, not my friends
This my life, can't pretend
I just got brand new Glock
Brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
Uhh, yeah, ohh, yeah
Bitch on fleek
Wrist on tint
Make you bump
Bring your friends
Get the top from her friends
Off the hood
Brand new Benz
I pull off in my Benz
Fuck the cops, not my friends
Fuck the opps, not my friends
This my life, can't pretend
I just got brand new Glock
Brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
Bitch I rock, off the block
Is you in or is you not?
Is you not? Bitch you not
I just got brand new Glock
Brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this Earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
From the shelf, to the dirt
Went to hell, was it worth?
Time will, time will tell
Diamond got me in a spell
Bitch on fleek
Wrist on tint
Make you bump
Bring your friends
Get the top from her friends
Off the hood
Brand new Benz
I pull off in my benz
Fuck the cops, not my friends
Fuck the opps, not my friends
This my life, can't pretend
I just got brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this Earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
I messed up
Off the perc, I'm on the gas, I go berserk
I need diamond around my neck
They gon flirt, they gon tweark
My whole life was a curse
And it get worse I know my word
I need one check like in the fear
She gimme brain like she a derp
Where it from, that's the dirt
Smoking on gas it's not from earth
That lil bitch lift a skirt
She got a men but I don't care
Lil' Bro shoot from anywhere
Touch my chains I double dare
Chanel hanging on my ear
Bitch I swear
Bitch on fleek
Wrist on tint
Make you bump
Bring your friends
Get the top from her friends
Off the hood
Brand new Benz
I pull off in my Benz
Fuck the cops, not my friends
Fuck the opps, not my friends
This my life, can't pretend
I just got brand new Glock
Brand new Glock
To protect me from the cops
Fuck the opps, keep the peace
I am not from the streets
I am not from this earth
I smoke gas, I smoke purp
Know yourself, know your worth
Gucci belt, Louis shirt
Credits
Writer(s): Grant Decouto, Tyvion Harris
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