Friends 2 Foes
Uh
Uh
Uh
Yeah, yeah
Ouu, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Ouu, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We carry sticks in our coats
Don't try me, boy we go psycho
That money turned my friends to foes
I think he a hoe on the low
I feel like someone steady watching me
I feel like the opps tryna plot on me
That's why I got to keep the fye on me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I see an opp, ima turn the cut
I can't leave without the forty tucked
All of my opps, they know wassup
Run up with no mask so they know it's us
Like a bad condom, you play hard, make the semi bust
When that beam hit your torso just know that you out of luck
I hope I don't see you in the street with out it
I keep a small circle these ns are not solid
They calling me F cause them G's standing right behind me
They switched up on me I thought that I would never see it
Put that dick in her mouth she gon lick it
Your hoe love the way I say dig it (Dig)
Put a dot on his head, he couldn't even finish his sentence
We carry sticks in our coats
Don't try me, boy we go psycho
That money turned my friends to foes
I think he a hoe on the low
I feel like someone steady watching me
I feel like the opps tryna plot on me
That's why I got to keep the fye on me
I used to be broke, that was back then
I tell that bitch to come back in
I hit that hoe from the back end
If you like ima take out your teeth
I swear that these guns be elite
They swear they some killers, show me your receipts
You can hit up my nigga, yeah he selling P's
These bullets be long, yeah them two twenty-threes
When he brought them packs in, that shit reeked
And after we fuck, tell her she can leave
Don't bother to call me, leave me where I be
I want your head baby, like Aleve
She want my two fingers, I gave her that peace
This hoe committed, yeah she want a ring
Let me correct you, we are not a thing
We carry sticks in our coats
Don't try me, boy we go psycho
That money turned my friends to foes
I think he a hoe on the low
I feel like someone steady watching me
I feel like the opps tryna plot on me
That's why I got to keep the fye on me
Uh
Uh
Yeah, yeah
Ouu, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Ouu, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We carry sticks in our coats
Don't try me, boy we go psycho
That money turned my friends to foes
I think he a hoe on the low
I feel like someone steady watching me
I feel like the opps tryna plot on me
That's why I got to keep the fye on me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If I see an opp, ima turn the cut
I can't leave without the forty tucked
All of my opps, they know wassup
Run up with no mask so they know it's us
Like a bad condom, you play hard, make the semi bust
When that beam hit your torso just know that you out of luck
I hope I don't see you in the street with out it
I keep a small circle these ns are not solid
They calling me F cause them G's standing right behind me
They switched up on me I thought that I would never see it
Put that dick in her mouth she gon lick it
Your hoe love the way I say dig it (Dig)
Put a dot on his head, he couldn't even finish his sentence
We carry sticks in our coats
Don't try me, boy we go psycho
That money turned my friends to foes
I think he a hoe on the low
I feel like someone steady watching me
I feel like the opps tryna plot on me
That's why I got to keep the fye on me
I used to be broke, that was back then
I tell that bitch to come back in
I hit that hoe from the back end
If you like ima take out your teeth
I swear that these guns be elite
They swear they some killers, show me your receipts
You can hit up my nigga, yeah he selling P's
These bullets be long, yeah them two twenty-threes
When he brought them packs in, that shit reeked
And after we fuck, tell her she can leave
Don't bother to call me, leave me where I be
I want your head baby, like Aleve
She want my two fingers, I gave her that peace
This hoe committed, yeah she want a ring
Let me correct you, we are not a thing
We carry sticks in our coats
Don't try me, boy we go psycho
That money turned my friends to foes
I think he a hoe on the low
I feel like someone steady watching me
I feel like the opps tryna plot on me
That's why I got to keep the fye on me
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Writer(s): Seth Thompson
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