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fuck friendz - yukmouth lyrics

f*ck friendz lyrics
(chorus)
f*ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f*ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f*ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f*ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n*ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f*ck friends

[verse]
you got up in the game in 1986
with ted bohannon and chris
dangerous cl!ck
but you was smokin cane n sh*t
on ya album cover rockin chris chains n sh*t
ain’t that a b*tch
you get paid then change and switch
n*gga went hollywood start hatin n sh*t
chris came with some rappers spittin flame n sh*t
the luniz and dru down that new bangin sh*t
our first album went platinum f*ck the grain n sh*t
to get fame ya start talkin on our name n sh*t
“uh” ya never wanted us in the game ya b*tch
cause if ya really did we would have been in the dangerous clique
and then you slipped dangerous dame some sh*t
that f*cked his whole life off
now he strange and stick
fatha dom beat yo ass
made you change yo cl!ck
then your studio got shot up on some gangsta sh*t
moved to atlanta
(chorus)
f*ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f*ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f*ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f*ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n*ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f*ck friends

[verse]
i signed to rap a lot to start a new saga
i don’t need new drama
all i did was give you honor
now you wanna shoot the chopper and diss me on yo album? f*ck you partna
release the monsta
i am not a sh*t talker or a sh*t starter
but its the mafia and u a b*tch imposta
my sh*t hotta i spit lava
plus im more versatile doin shows in the virgin isles
i murdered your style in the dirty south
make b*tches twerk it out and like ludacris i sell word of mouth
the word is out them n*ggas heard about
you asked me to write ya raps
please keep my names out ya dirty mouth
and big mike tried to warn me about you “f*ck that n*gga”
yall dont get along he slapped the sh*t out you “real talk”
and now you hatin on my clout to
its all about you
but rap*a*lot is fine n*gga with out you “b*tch”
(chorus)
f*ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f*ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f*ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f*ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n*ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f*ck friends

[verse]
and i dont even know you n*gga
but ima have to show you n*gga
theres two things ya dont do n*gga
dont diss yuk or bite yuks sh*t
or ima come do n*ggas
come through with gorillaz
come through with k!llaz
im godzilla fo rella
you a snake you slitha
n*ggas bitin pacs sh*t
they get major richer
paid you n*ggas but f*ck you i blaze you n*ggas
come through with them ak’s spray you n*ggas
lay you n*ggas the f*ck down i hate you n*ggas
im the ice cream man so i made you n*ggas
you can’t fade this n*gga
you the fakest n*gga
you bit my sh*t pacs sh*t cash money you even bitin bow wow
who the f*ck you gonna bite now
and real n*ggas like me style
so you bite my style
i fatha ya rhymes you like my child “b*tch”
(chorus)
f*ck friends
i make ends in the jag bubble lens
wrist breezy like the wind screamin
f*ck friends
gettin head on the freeway
smokin doin a hundred n 10 screamin
f*ck friends
i pull up in that new benz
rimz that continue to spin screamin
f*ck friends
they all hate you in the end
n*ggas fake and they wanna pretend
but still f*ck friends

- yukmouth lyrics

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