Fake Friends (feat. ihategee)

Gang Gang Fake friends, They'll leave it all, it just depends Bitches say they love you whole time, that shit pretend If you need some help, you my brother, tap me in A hundred dollar meals, i remember two for tens Just depends Gee, my right hand, my evil twin So many packs in here, hiding behind legal tint I really count blues, all day is not pretend Skunk pack loud, through the bag, smell the scent Tap me in, kill his ass for fun, it's not revenge Start smoking on that BOOF, lil' man, that's kinda cringe All y'all niggas fake, shoot and rap, just find the Lids Only got exotic when I roll, exotic cigs Swea I'm way too motherfuckin' rich to make amends Niggas out here hatin' while I'm steppin' in the Benz Nigga flexin' band, real niggas flexin' ten I'm writing' all these rhymes, n free my niggas out the pen Hold up, wait, let me get it straight, don't wanna get my rhymes wrong Niggas out here hatin', I'm out here rhymin' different time zones Real fuckin' breed, one of a kind, I think my kind gone Wrap your head around these fuckin' bars, might get your mind blown Pussy niggas always fuckin' hatin', ain't get a band yet Doin' all that fuckin', f*ck around and get your mans wet Stand Up kinda nigga real pussy, make a man sweat Slap the f*ck up out his fucking potnas, get his mans checked Stand up kinda nigga, you ain't never put in no fuckin' work Nigga out here playin' with my niggas, Hit Em wea he hurt Nigga think this is Madden How , a nigga always love to lurk Nigga out here dissing on these guys, I put them in the dirt