V-Friends

Ha, gang
Yeah
Gang, gang, gang

Yeah, man, ridin' down Sunset Drive with this bitch, finna hit Bossanova, yeah (what?)
We slide back, Twin outta town, worryin' 'bout 12 pullin' us over (nah, nah)
We rollin' this shit out the pound in the highway, ain't nothin' but odor, yeah (what?)
I met this lil' bitch out of town, told her friend to come over, yeah (what? What?)
She fuckin' my boy on the low (damn), I'm puttin' my boy on the dope, yeah (what?)
Don't tell nobody that don't know (nah), we keepin' that shit on the low, yeah (what?) (Nah, nah)
I copped the lil' bitch from the show (what? What?)
"And, baby girl, where is your homies at?"
I copped the lil' bitch from the show (what?)
"And, baby girl where is your homies at?"

(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Shawty, where your homies? Whole gang with me
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
I see that y'all model, but bitch y'all some freaks
I don't give a fuck, come and roll up this weed
We knock down the block then skrrt up (skrrt up)
We put 'em on shirts, go buy you some T's
We back to the block, yeah, we thuggin' for cheap

Freefire, hoe (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Lead to a Freefire hoe, yeah
They all on go (they all on go)
All on different flavours, shit, I sit top floor (sit top floor)
Take these hoes to the pen', shit, ain't nobody know (ain't nobody know)
Shit, you know how that go

Man, ridin' down Sunset Drive with this bitch, finna hit Bossanova, yeah (what?)
We slide back, Twin outta town, worryin' 'bout twelve pullin' us over (nah, nah)
We rollin' this shit out the pound in the highway, ain't nothin' but odor, yeah (what?)
I met this lil' bitch out of town, told her friend to come over, yeah (what? What?)
She fuckin' my boy on the low (damn), I'm puttin' my boy on the dope, yeah (what?)
Don't tell nobody that don't know (nah), we keepin' that shit on the low, yeah (what?) (Nah, Nah)
I copped the lil' bitch from the show (what? What?)
"And, babygirl where your homies at?"
I copped the lil' bitch from the show (what?)
"And, babygirl were your homies at?" (Gang shit)

Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide
Gang, shit



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Writer(s): Thomas Ross, Jalan Anthony Lowe, Kenneth Pannu, Demetrius Chatman, Keyon Thomas
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