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friends??? Video (MV)




Performed By: Slimewick
Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Amari Cason




Slimewick - friends??? Lyrics
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Lil hoe, don't text my phone tryn' fake be cool lil hoe, that shit there dead
No we not flirts, no we not friends, bitch get the f*ck up out my head
You ain't givin me shit that's upping my pockets, ain't did shit to up my bread
But I ain't gon' stress about none of that shit 'cause I know these lil niggas want me dead
Yea I know dese lil niggas want me gone, so I'm on ten no matter where
I ain't tryna be cool with none of these niggas, feel how you feel, I really don't care
I ain't crying bout shit, lil nigga this life, you learn real quick this shit not fair
Took me some time to see that shit but all these niggas out here be square
These niggas out here, they real be hoes
I ain't switching on shit, not even my bros
I seen that pape turn niggas called my friends to niggas I call my foes
Can't beef with f*ck niggas that done told
I step wit Guap, know he won't fold
I'll call that bitch until that cash come thru, lil bitch I put you on hold
Don't need no friends, I'll stay alone
Just me, Lil Steph, and my new pole
I iced my neck out, flawless diamonds, these sum rocks, not talking bout coal
That fire send shots, better duck and roll
Chains on my neck, that shit get cold
These niggas be hard up on IG, see me real life, and they not too bold
What the f*ck these niggas out here be doing?
Said he want that smoke? Bitch let's get to it
Better check my name lil nigga I'm still in charge of shit without my music
Wood on my drac, shit like a poolstick
They keep tryn' talk but they won't do shit
Better swing shit dolo when you see me, I ain't got no problem tryn' get yo crew hit
Lil hoe, don't text my phone tryn' fake be cool lil hoe, that shit there dead
No we not flirts, no we not friends, bitch get the f*ck up out my head
You ain't givin me shit that's upping my pockets, ain't did shit to up my bread
But I ain't gon' stress about none of that shit 'cause I know these young niggas want me dead
Yea I know dese lil niggas want me gone, so I'm on ten no matter where
I ain't tryna be cool with none of these niggas, feel how you feel, I really don't care
I ain't crying bout shit, lil nigga this life, you learn real quick this shit not fair
Took me some time to see that shit but all these niggas out here be square
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Lil hoe, don't text my phone tryn' fake be cool lil hoe, that shit there dead
No we not flirts, no we not friends, bitch get the f*ck up out my head
You ain't givin me shit that's upping my pockets, ain't did shit to up my bread
But I ain't gon' stress about none of that shit 'cause I know these lil niggas want me dead
Yea I know dese lil niggas want me gone, so I'm on ten no matter where
I ain't tryna be cool with none of these niggas, feel how you feel, I really don't care
I ain't crying bout shit, lil nigga this life, you learn real quick this shit not fair
Took me some time to see that shit but all these niggas out here be square
These niggas out here, they real be hoes
I ain't switching on shit, not even my bros
I seen that pape turn niggas called my friends to niggas I call my foes
Can't beef with f*ck niggas that done told
I step wit Guap, know he won't fold
I'll call that bitch until that cash come thru, lil bitch I put you on hold
Don't need no friends, I'll stay alone
Just me, Lil Steph, and my new pole
I iced my neck out, flawless diamonds, these sum rocks, not talking bout coal
That fire send shots, better duck and roll
Chains on my neck, that shit get cold
These niggas be hard up on IG, see me real life, and they not too bold
What the f*ck these niggas out here be doing?
Said he want that smoke? Bitch let's get to it
Better check my name lil nigga I'm still in charge of shit without my music
Wood on my drac, shit like a poolstick
They keep tryn' talk but they won't do shit
Better swing shit dolo when you see me, I ain't got no problem tryn' get yo crew hit
Lil hoe, don't text my phone tryn' fake be cool lil hoe, that shit there dead
No we not flirts, no we not friends, bitch get the f*ck up out my head
You ain't givin me shit that's upping my pockets, ain't did shit to up my bread
But I ain't gon' stress about none of that shit 'cause I know these young niggas want me dead
Yea I know dese lil niggas want me gone, so I'm on ten no matter where
I ain't tryna be cool with none of these niggas, feel how you feel, I really don't care
I ain't crying bout shit, lil nigga this life, you learn real quick this shit not fair
Took me some time to see that shit but all these niggas out here be square
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Writer: Amari Cason
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