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Said, 'I ain't got no friends, all my n- blood to me Spillin' in your ear, yeah, that's blood money'
Hatin' - up my vibe (yeah) I'm gettin' money, yeah, I'm fine If I call you bro, you better ride out Just tell me what's the words and we gon' slide on guys Me and broski poppin' thirties, no sleep Don't approach if you ain't got no love for me I ain't got no friends, all my n- like blood to me Treat my whole gang just like blood brothers If I call you my brother then we gon' ride I love you forever, n-, my guy for life You know it's whatever if you fight, I fight Tell me what's the word and we gon' slide on guys Me and broski sippin' on Codeine Don't approach if you ain't got no love for me I ain't got no friends, all my n- like blood to me I'm DTP forever, bitches know me (know me, bitches know) Seven hundred thousand, a Phantom on a random Buy the b- a Birkin every time she throw a tantrum My accountant on speed dial, I told him, 'Make the transfer' Ain't got questions on 'cause I walk with all the answers I pull up million-dollar car, blu, blu, blu I know some bloods that are slime, woo, woo, woo Blueberry fits, perfect time, woo, woo, woo The projects always showin' love for me, yeah Whenever I'm in New York, me and Boogie like cousins Gotta fire up a jet and take a trip out to London (woo) My diamonds always hittin', me and Eliantte always up to somethin' Diamonds on baguettes, girl, just tell me if I'm heavy I came from the bottom, I came straight out of poverty I had to look around to see who's with me and not with me Tryna go and stacks these billions on the long road If I tell you, 'I love you', that ain't a lie Until I make a couple million, I can't go home They want a championship, so I bought the two-tone (woo) Bentley Colosseum, ridin' with the roof gone Killed my vibe I'm gettin' money, yeah, I'm fine If I call you bro, you better ride out Just tell me what's the words and we gon' slide, slide, slide Just me and broski sippin' on this Codeine Don't approach if you ain't got no love for me I ain't got no friends, all my n- like blood to me Treat my whole gang just like blood brothers If I call you my brother then we gon' ride I love you forever, n-, my guy for life You know it's whatever if you fight, I fight Tell me what's the word and we gon' slide on guys Just me and my broski, poppin' thirties, no sleep Don't approach if you ain't got no love for me I ain't got no friends, all my n- like blood to me Whole damn gang, treat 'em like blood brothers
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