F. F. F.

Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Don't you hate a fake friend man
Get the fuck outta here
Yea, aye, yea
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
I need y'all
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
We all had (Have) some
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends

I wanted this, and wanted that
They always wanted this
I never wanted this
Ten toes down wonder why I never miss
Wanna see you doing better unless you're surpassing them
Somehow always on the gram
With the phone in their hand but the calls always end
Oh well, oh well, oh well
Everybody got a fuckin' 'pinion to state
I didn't fuckin' ask you can it today
Okay

Baby, why they wanna try me
Why would they say that I am not here
Why would they lie to me
Why they rely on me
Baby, why they wanna try me
Why would they say that I am not here
Why would they lie to me
Why they rely on me

Why they wanna try me
Said why they wanna try me
Why they wanna try me
Why would they lie to me

Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
I need y'all
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
We all had (Have) some
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends
Fuck Fake Friends

Yea



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Writer(s): Zain Walker
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