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runitbakjamz - Aint Your Friend Lyrics



runitbakjamz - Aint Your Friend Lyrics




Lil boy i ain't your friend
Lil boy you ain't with it
Lotta bands i'm with it
My shoes ain't on wish wish
I get bread like which wich
I can't choose, like which bitch
Black on me don't mix fits
Green tattoos got tris ink
I can't stand the foes around me
Way too filthy, i've been rowdy
High off x, i'm not me
I've been rolling, i've been rockin
In her forehead, in her noggin
I'm so high off x, im poppin
All my twins they locked in

And your shit is so old it's rotting
Your shit is so old it's been dead
You can't phase me, you can't bother
I raise that pitch, like my mother
I put on Dolce, that Gabbana
I splice that bitch just like butter
I've been with my twins, my brudda
I've been with my twins and we cut up
If it's money, we show up
If it's money, got enough
All my twins got rich, really rich
All your fits are shitty, man they pissy fits
All these bitches mine and he thought that they really his
Next to bat and she get hit
It's just what it is
It's just what you ain't
Twin got glocks, yeah we got dracs
I pull my dick out it's wet like a drain
What's on my body, put tats in my face
Tats on my face to put on my name
Put on that ho like i put on a chain
I took of my shit because it had a stain
Pull out that glock and i found it got pain
Pull out that glock and i spray it like aerosol paint
Had to air out my tank
Show them how i move my way
All these racks they weigh my waist down
Got a new car, can't stay in my lane now
Go to her house it's my favorite route
Fill my glock with hollows, it's my favorite round
It protects, like to play
So many moves but in my house i stay
She call back and she get laid
She told me to tat her name
Mob ties is the way i'm paid
DR all my twins, my gang
Nana clip sit on the k
Buy a new gun everyday
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Lil boy i ain't your friend
Lil boy you ain't with it
Lotta bands i'm with it
My shoes ain't on wish wish
I get bread like which wich
I can't choose, like which bitch
Black on me don't mix fits
Green tattoos got tris ink
I can't stand the foes around me
Way too filthy, i've been rowdy
High off x, i'm not me
I've been rolling, i've been rockin
In her forehead, in her noggin
I'm so high off x, im poppin
All my twins they locked in

And your shit is so old it's rotting
Your shit is so old it's been dead
You can't phase me, you can't bother
I raise that pitch, like my mother
I put on Dolce, that Gabbana
I splice that bitch just like butter
I've been with my twins, my brudda
I've been with my twins and we cut up
If it's money, we show up
If it's money, got enough
All my twins got rich, really rich
All your fits are shitty, man they pissy fits
All these bitches mine and he thought that they really his
Next to bat and she get hit
It's just what it is
It's just what you ain't
Twin got glocks, yeah we got dracs
I pull my dick out it's wet like a drain
What's on my body, put tats in my face
Tats on my face to put on my name
Put on that ho like i put on a chain
I took of my shit because it had a stain
Pull out that glock and i found it got pain
Pull out that glock and i spray it like aerosol paint
Had to air out my tank
Show them how i move my way
All these racks they weigh my waist down
Got a new car, can't stay in my lane now
Go to her house it's my favorite route
Fill my glock with hollows, it's my favorite round
It protects, like to play
So many moves but in my house i stay
She call back and she get laid
She told me to tat her name
Mob ties is the way i'm paid
DR all my twins, my gang
Nana clip sit on the k
Buy a new gun everyday
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Writer: James Inman
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Performed By: runitbakjamz
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: James Inman

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