Running it up, stacking the bands
F*cking it up, taking your man
Hop in the whip, head to the crib
Ice on the wrist and your bitch looking bland
Everything litty, f*ck up the city
Got me talking British just like Russell Brand
Oh, oh bet
We all in the jet
Only difference the wings and bitch I'll Neverland
He a bitch like a Wendy, I'm Peter Pan
I make the plans, f*ck your advance
Versace, Armani you're not the like brand
It's not Halal but I'm going ham
F*ck FG we stacking the penny
Now tell me you try to offend me
But how you 'gon end me?
No ordinary mother f*cking entry
No barbies 'gon step to me whoah
This is what I'm now meant to be whoah
Old friends turn to enemies
All them bitches dead to me whoah
Through my lens they fake to me
God knows who they pretend to be whoah
Lolli so damn sweet
Oh no don't go tempting me whoah yeah
Don't you call me when you're lonely
No beef they wanting poultry
They 'gon fade a fade away
Near outta bounds Kobe
Don't act like you know me
Better proceed with caution
Yeah shout out to Sophie
Ima make the men dribble dribble dribble dribble dribble like Ginóbili
Stacking the bands up, you in the lancer
I'm in the phantom, shout out to Anfa
I could be your final rose on the bachelor
But nah homie I don't want it though
Ima go and get it on my own
I don't need no industry bitches telling me what I already know
Shout out to me though
I'm bringing heat on the street without a team I'll
Shoot a movie, Clooney, Tarantino
You ain't packing f*cking nothing lil boy
Just look at your speedo
Your dick don't match your ego
Think you're taking over but your affect
Nothing more than a damn placebo
Bitch I'm hotter than a cheeto, whoah
This is what I'm now meant to be whoah
Old friends turn to enemies
All them bitches dead to me whoah
Through my lens they fake to me
God knows who they pretend to be whoah
Lolli so damn sweet
Oh no don't go tempting me whoah yeah
Don't you call me when you're lonely
No beef they wanting poultry
They 'gon fade a fade away
Near outta bounds Kobe
Don't act like you know me
Better proceed with caution
Yeah shout out to Sophie
Ima make the men dribble dribble dribble dribble dribble like Ginóbili
Lolli - Fake Friends Lyrics
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English
Running it up, stacking the bands
F*cking it up, taking your man
Hop in the whip, head to the crib
Ice on the wrist and your bitch looking bland
Everything litty, f*ck up the city
Got me talking British just like Russell Brand
Oh, oh bet
We all in the jet
Only difference the wings and bitch I'll Neverland
He a bitch like a Wendy, I'm Peter Pan
I make the plans, f*ck your advance
Versace, Armani you're not the like brand
It's not Halal but I'm going ham
F*ck FG we stacking the penny
Now tell me you try to offend me
But how you 'gon end me?
No ordinary mother f*cking entry
No barbies 'gon step to me whoah
This is what I'm now meant to be whoah
Old friends turn to enemies
All them bitches dead to me whoah
Through my lens they fake to me
God knows who they pretend to be whoah
Lolli so damn sweet
Oh no don't go tempting me whoah yeah
Don't you call me when you're lonely
No beef they wanting poultry
They 'gon fade a fade away
Near outta bounds Kobe
Don't act like you know me
Better proceed with caution
Yeah shout out to Sophie
Ima make the men dribble dribble dribble dribble dribble like Ginóbili
Stacking the bands up, you in the lancer
I'm in the phantom, shout out to Anfa
I could be your final rose on the bachelor
But nah homie I don't want it though
Ima go and get it on my own
I don't need no industry bitches telling me what I already know
Shout out to me though
I'm bringing heat on the street without a team I'll
Shoot a movie, Clooney, Tarantino
You ain't packing f*cking nothing lil boy
Just look at your speedo
Your dick don't match your ego
Think you're taking over but your affect
Nothing more than a damn placebo
Bitch I'm hotter than a cheeto, whoah
This is what I'm now meant to be whoah
Old friends turn to enemies
All them bitches dead to me whoah
Through my lens they fake to me
God knows who they pretend to be whoah
Lolli so damn sweet
Oh no don't go tempting me whoah yeah
Don't you call me when you're lonely
No beef they wanting poultry
They 'gon fade a fade away
Near outta bounds Kobe
Don't act like you know me
Better proceed with caution
Yeah shout out to Sophie
Ima make the men dribble dribble dribble dribble dribble like Ginóbili
F*cking it up, taking your man
Hop in the whip, head to the crib
Ice on the wrist and your bitch looking bland
Everything litty, f*ck up the city
Got me talking British just like Russell Brand
Oh, oh bet
We all in the jet
Only difference the wings and bitch I'll Neverland
He a bitch like a Wendy, I'm Peter Pan
I make the plans, f*ck your advance
Versace, Armani you're not the like brand
It's not Halal but I'm going ham
F*ck FG we stacking the penny
Now tell me you try to offend me
But how you 'gon end me?
No ordinary mother f*cking entry
No barbies 'gon step to me whoah
This is what I'm now meant to be whoah
Old friends turn to enemies
All them bitches dead to me whoah
Through my lens they fake to me
God knows who they pretend to be whoah
Lolli so damn sweet
Oh no don't go tempting me whoah yeah
Don't you call me when you're lonely
No beef they wanting poultry
They 'gon fade a fade away
Near outta bounds Kobe
Don't act like you know me
Better proceed with caution
Yeah shout out to Sophie
Ima make the men dribble dribble dribble dribble dribble like Ginóbili
Stacking the bands up, you in the lancer
I'm in the phantom, shout out to Anfa
I could be your final rose on the bachelor
But nah homie I don't want it though
Ima go and get it on my own
I don't need no industry bitches telling me what I already know
Shout out to me though
I'm bringing heat on the street without a team I'll
Shoot a movie, Clooney, Tarantino
You ain't packing f*cking nothing lil boy
Just look at your speedo
Your dick don't match your ego
Think you're taking over but your affect
Nothing more than a damn placebo
Bitch I'm hotter than a cheeto, whoah
This is what I'm now meant to be whoah
Old friends turn to enemies
All them bitches dead to me whoah
Through my lens they fake to me
God knows who they pretend to be whoah
Lolli so damn sweet
Oh no don't go tempting me whoah yeah
Don't you call me when you're lonely
No beef they wanting poultry
They 'gon fade a fade away
Near outta bounds Kobe
Don't act like you know me
Better proceed with caution
Yeah shout out to Sophie
Ima make the men dribble dribble dribble dribble dribble like Ginóbili
Writer: Keiran Brown, Lilianne Mourad
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid