Jita - her fake friends (sped up) Lyrics

3 Nights we flip
5 Times I seen
Your friends online
Hit me for weeks
Peak out the beach
Boom boom
Receipts
One more let's go
One hoe like that
Two in Belize
Three more from hell
One less I know
One switched I know
F*cked hind your back
Innocent till that
You bet I
Know know
What they gotta say
Turn them down
Down
Tell you what you need
Need some better friends than these
Need some girls that like to think
Need some women that behave
Think about matrimony
Woah woah
You should ponder on somethings like
Stocks
News
Not on all that petty shit like
Gold
Clothes
Shows
Woes

I wanted some more of that
I'm giving it all again
All again
Once again
Oh lord
I'm feeling my way again
Keep searching for faith in them
These bitches don't have no friends

2 Am
Count the cost
You bet I'm
Bet the most
Get me

Back
When it's cold
Take you home
Hit it raw
Cap my pay
Superficial
Brand new nose
It's official
Oh
Are you down?
I don't need you
Are you down?
Give me issues

Back
When it's cold
Take you home
Hit it raw
Cap my pay
Superficial
Brand new nose
It's official
Oh
Are you down?
I don't need you
Are you down?
Give me issues

2 Am
Count the cost
You bet I'm
Bet the most
Get me

Bout two or three shots I'm catching up
We off the henny and tequila then catching up
These girls all around you they don't know what you got inside
They only come around when you acting out