Fake Transactions
How you run off on your mans like that?
How you sittin' back and watch him take them xans like that?
Why you scrolling past his gram like that?
It be certain shit that I dont understand
How you got so many friends?
Used to take a lot of shit to the heart
I regret it but I get it now a nigga play it smart
Just watch when It get bumpy how this shit could drift apart
Some gotta play the bench and some niggas gotta start
Play your part
Bitch no we can't lock in
Had to cut him off cause that nigga cock blockin
When we go on a mission nigga no you can't hop in (aye)
Cause they gon turn around and leave when they know you ain't poppin
Fuck it ima pop either way
All these niggas is my sons call me papi today
(No you ain't got me)
Then gon try to block me away
And I'm sippin slush niggas moving wocky today
(Pass me the glocky)
If he pass the knock squeeze away
Its a treesh, it's some cheese, it get chopped either way
Know they sleep on me but ima claim my spot either way
Moving sloppy lot of niggas copy and paste (Aye)
First they break trust then they wanna make plans
Around the wrong niggas you gon end up in the state pen
Fuck a late chance nigga we don't make mends
But at the end of the day just know the day ends
Yatta Yatta Yatta, I just wanna make bands
A lot of fake friends I dont wanna make friends
Spend five save five when i make ten
Too many fake trends I dont want a fake transaction
Ain't no dappin
Give you energy but you never wanna match it
Feel like Tom Cruise cause we really bout that action
All we need is tools and my niggas get to clappin
Niggas get to wackin
We say yo nah thats my man
I think we give the title friend away too easy
Like if that person is your friend
They'll truly have your best interest at heart
They'll wanna see you do well
Tell me the truth do you love me or not
Was it all a lie just to get you on top?
Like maybe I love you or maybe I lied
I dont mess with love cause thats not on my mind
Gave you all my time and you just threw it away
Popping all these percys I dont wanna feel the pain
Look into my eyes you could see all of the pain
Trust me I dont trust no one yall really really lame
(Aye)
First they break trust then they wanna make plans
Around the wrong nigga you gon end up in the state pen
Fuck a late chance nigga we don't make mends
But at the end of the day just know the day ends
Yatta Yatta Yatta, I just wanna make bands
A lot of fake friends I dont wanna make friends
Spend five save five when i make ten
Too many fake trends I dont want a fake transaction
How you sittin' back and watch him take them xans like that?
Why you scrolling past his gram like that?
It be certain shit that I dont understand
How you got so many friends?
Used to take a lot of shit to the heart
I regret it but I get it now a nigga play it smart
Just watch when It get bumpy how this shit could drift apart
Some gotta play the bench and some niggas gotta start
Play your part
Bitch no we can't lock in
Had to cut him off cause that nigga cock blockin
When we go on a mission nigga no you can't hop in (aye)
Cause they gon turn around and leave when they know you ain't poppin
Fuck it ima pop either way
All these niggas is my sons call me papi today
(No you ain't got me)
Then gon try to block me away
And I'm sippin slush niggas moving wocky today
(Pass me the glocky)
If he pass the knock squeeze away
Its a treesh, it's some cheese, it get chopped either way
Know they sleep on me but ima claim my spot either way
Moving sloppy lot of niggas copy and paste (Aye)
First they break trust then they wanna make plans
Around the wrong niggas you gon end up in the state pen
Fuck a late chance nigga we don't make mends
But at the end of the day just know the day ends
Yatta Yatta Yatta, I just wanna make bands
A lot of fake friends I dont wanna make friends
Spend five save five when i make ten
Too many fake trends I dont want a fake transaction
Ain't no dappin
Give you energy but you never wanna match it
Feel like Tom Cruise cause we really bout that action
All we need is tools and my niggas get to clappin
Niggas get to wackin
We say yo nah thats my man
I think we give the title friend away too easy
Like if that person is your friend
They'll truly have your best interest at heart
They'll wanna see you do well
Tell me the truth do you love me or not
Was it all a lie just to get you on top?
Like maybe I love you or maybe I lied
I dont mess with love cause thats not on my mind
Gave you all my time and you just threw it away
Popping all these percys I dont wanna feel the pain
Look into my eyes you could see all of the pain
Trust me I dont trust no one yall really really lame
(Aye)
First they break trust then they wanna make plans
Around the wrong nigga you gon end up in the state pen
Fuck a late chance nigga we don't make mends
But at the end of the day just know the day ends
Yatta Yatta Yatta, I just wanna make bands
A lot of fake friends I dont wanna make friends
Spend five save five when i make ten
Too many fake trends I dont want a fake transaction
Credits
Writer(s): Ebk Blu, Jarell Stephens
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