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W My Friends Video (MV)




Performed By: Tyrone Pope
Length: 4:22
Written by: Tyrone Pope




Tyrone Pope - W My Friends Lyrics




Yeah
I just kept
Yeah

I wanna count bands with my friends
Bad bitch with a Drako in the Benz
Pull up a 100 thousand in my pants
I wanna count bands with my friends

Young nigguh stop stressing
One day it'll all come in time
Learn your lessons
Turn them to blessings my son
Keep finessin
I know how these streets do
Keep that Drako on you
I know how these streets do
I'm just tryna run my bands up
Young nigguh who can hardly hold his pants up
You, f*ck nigguhs can't stand us
I don't know why that shit is outlandish
If you got a problem boy address it
This 40 make a nigguh get the steppin
I been moving work since the first grade
Work since the first grade
Nigguh I been never ever stressing

I wanna count bands with my friends
Bad bitch with a Drako in the Benz
Pull up a 100 thousand in my pants
I wanna count bands with my friends

Young nigguh stop stressing
One day you'll get it tho
Let these nigguhs stay fake
You just stay natural
All my nigguhs gone I pour up
And then I do the dash
All my nigguhs gone I roll up
And then I count my cash
And it's sold out shows now
I remember writing verses in the trap house
I remember when the neighbors called them boys out
And we had to bring the toys out
AK turn a nigguh into Tay-K
Hundred round drum ima let that thang spray
Coming for my bands all my nigguhs that way
Coming for my mans somebody gonna die today

I wanna count bands with my friends
Bad bitch with a Drako in the Benz
Pull up a 100 thousand in my pants
I wanna count bands with my friends
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Yeah
I just kept
Yeah

I wanna count bands with my friends
Bad bitch with a Drako in the Benz
Pull up a 100 thousand in my pants
I wanna count bands with my friends

Young nigguh stop stressing
One day it'll all come in time
Learn your lessons
Turn them to blessings my son
Keep finessin
I know how these streets do
Keep that Drako on you
I know how these streets do
I'm just tryna run my bands up
Young nigguh who can hardly hold his pants up
You, f*ck nigguhs can't stand us
I don't know why that shit is outlandish
If you got a problem boy address it
This 40 make a nigguh get the steppin
I been moving work since the first grade
Work since the first grade
Nigguh I been never ever stressing

I wanna count bands with my friends
Bad bitch with a Drako in the Benz
Pull up a 100 thousand in my pants
I wanna count bands with my friends

Young nigguh stop stressing
One day you'll get it tho
Let these nigguhs stay fake
You just stay natural
All my nigguhs gone I pour up
And then I do the dash
All my nigguhs gone I roll up
And then I count my cash
And it's sold out shows now
I remember writing verses in the trap house
I remember when the neighbors called them boys out
And we had to bring the toys out
AK turn a nigguh into Tay-K
Hundred round drum ima let that thang spray
Coming for my bands all my nigguhs that way
Coming for my mans somebody gonna die today

I wanna count bands with my friends
Bad bitch with a Drako in the Benz
Pull up a 100 thousand in my pants
I wanna count bands with my friends
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